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Nothing of You Video (MV)




Performed By: K Lane
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Kenyatta Lane




K Lane - Nothing of You Lyrics




Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, My cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, my cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin

Them bodies dropping on a regular like nobody care
Them boys waiting for some action they got one in the head
What they smoking on oop pack because all them niggas dead
I wrote this verse out wit my blood all these letters is red
It ain't no love for a bitch cause they gone pick in choose
You make it out or go to jail shit you gone win or lose
I went and brought some fazos like f*ck them jimmy choos
Time to fall back I spent over a K in shoes
Life ain't perfect but lately it's been going good
Was in the trap I get my motivation from the hood
Rest n peace to trayvon I still wear my hood
Niggas change but back then they told me they would stood
Instead them niggas felt for everything
I'm on to better things
Broke up wit the streets and gave money a wedding ring
My niggas posted they can't wait until the first come out
I did some wrongs in my life it's time to work it out

Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, My cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, my cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin

Have you ever seen ya family get put in that dirt
Talk to Janiya about pop i know it still hurt
My niggas fried get to arguing who gone drill first
Its even my life or it's ya life imma kill first
Shoutout to meisha she was wit me back when shit was real
I real rider chick she hated when I took them pills
Posted on the block she hated when I gave out deals
But I'm tryna run a bag I wanna touch a mil
Put my momma in a mansion somewhere in the hills
I wrote Pain but neva dropped it it still give me chills
My cousin on the run they catch em they gone him wheels
They killed diamond he was high them bullets he ain't feel
My lil cousin was a hostage swear this shit is real
Bitch im authentic to the bone niggas know I'm Trill
Dope boys and Coke boys was our role models
We plugged in if I get it then my bros got it

Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings,
My cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, my cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
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Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, My cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, my cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin

Them bodies dropping on a regular like nobody care
Them boys waiting for some action they got one in the head
What they smoking on oop pack because all them niggas dead
I wrote this verse out wit my blood all these letters is red
It ain't no love for a bitch cause they gone pick in choose
You make it out or go to jail shit you gone win or lose
I went and brought some fazos like f*ck them jimmy choos
Time to fall back I spent over a K in shoes
Life ain't perfect but lately it's been going good
Was in the trap I get my motivation from the hood
Rest n peace to trayvon I still wear my hood
Niggas change but back then they told me they would stood
Instead them niggas felt for everything
I'm on to better things
Broke up wit the streets and gave money a wedding ring
My niggas posted they can't wait until the first come out
I did some wrongs in my life it's time to work it out

Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, My cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, my cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin

Have you ever seen ya family get put in that dirt
Talk to Janiya about pop i know it still hurt
My niggas fried get to arguing who gone drill first
Its even my life or it's ya life imma kill first
Shoutout to meisha she was wit me back when shit was real
I real rider chick she hated when I took them pills
Posted on the block she hated when I gave out deals
But I'm tryna run a bag I wanna touch a mil
Put my momma in a mansion somewhere in the hills
I wrote Pain but neva dropped it it still give me chills
My cousin on the run they catch em they gone him wheels
They killed diamond he was high them bullets he ain't feel
My lil cousin was a hostage swear this shit is real
Bitch im authentic to the bone niggas know I'm Trill
Dope boys and Coke boys was our role models
We plugged in if I get it then my bros got it

Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings,
My cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
Ugh
If you a op I don't think nothing of you
You let my mans hit so why you begging me to cuff you
Its f*ck you
My heart cold can't be caught in my feelings, my cousin in a war zone everyday it's a killin
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Writer: Kenyatta Lane
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