No Love Video (MV)

We was like brothers, same bed
Shared the covers in my house
It felt like you came out my mother
Couldn't picture life without my nigga
We wore the same shoes
Cut school, ate chips and now and laters
We hit the street and broke bread together
The D's jumped out so we both fled together
Used to dream about how we get rich together
No matter what, boy
We was gonna stick together
But the cops came and I got caught
Took a plea bargain, so now I'm up North
Sitting up in my cell
Late writing letters to you
Five years done passed
Still ain't got a letter from you
And I'm hearing about the
Benz you're driving now
I'm in the yard, man, barely surviving now
I can't believe that you shitted on me
All I needed was flicks
And a little commissary

Ain't no love lost, homie
If you got for me
Then you gon' get love from me
Actions speak louder than words
I said actions speak louder than words

So now you're trying to stick it out
Even though you know I was foul
And your friends and your family
Know how I get down
Mad at me, not wanting me to face my child
But knowing it takes a family
To raise a child
So you took me back everytime I did wrong
Finding other girls' numbers in
My cell phone now here you are
Stuck with a man that's no good
Pretending to your friends that
Everything's all good
Look, girl, I got some serious issues
Deep down I love you
Now I don't mean to diss you
You're a good girl
I really need to kiss you
But I guess I'm a coward, to even hit you
And I can see why your family doubts me
Cause I can't get cheating up out me
Ain't no need to keep crying about me
You should leave
You're probably better off without me

Now these niggas in the hood think
I changed up on 'em
Cause I ain't had time to
Really hang with 'em
Ain't got time to get up with 'em
I'm trying to get that crown and
Bring it back to 'em
But they don't understand that I'm
Trying to get it heard me on the radio and
Think I'm acting different
If I was on the block with
'em everything would be terrific
They say I changed cause I'm
Trying to sell records
These niggas dumb, man, I love my hood
I'm still me, I ain't Hollywood
I'm doing what I should
And that's to put food on my son's plate
Can't do that if I'm
Standing around on Gates
What niggas think? That my gun
Don't work no more?
Cause I ain't sitting on the
Strip with work no more?
These guys know not on what they do
So I forgive 'em cause they
Don't know what to do