The Mob - Much Love (feat. vkrim) Lyrics

Heard them boys bought a real benz truck
Hard to keep in faith when I'm having bad luck
Real slick mouth with a real soft touch
Got too geeked in a whip, I'm stuck
Couldn't get it through, but it's really much love
Words cut through my soul like a choppa
You don't even listen, then why try to stop you?
No putting in, but you here for the stock up

I don't pop pills, but I'm sad, might pop one
Dennis Rod tee lookin fire, might cop one
Takin my feelings, put them right in my locker
Look at my chain, what should I call it?
Folks ain't happy I dropped out of college
Told them I'm sorry, but the bag keep callin
Told her go home, but the bitch keep stallin
Bad lil' hoe with the skirt, Ed Hardy

Ayy, she wanna party, she wanna drink, and that's not my problem
She search for answers at bottom of bottle
How you a problem and don't wanna listen?
Ain't much love when I'm off the, uh
Ain't much love when I'm off the, uh
Ain't much love when I'm off the, uh
If she wasn't affection, she shoulda came earlier
I just been talking to brick walls lately
I just been talking to brick walls lately
I just been talking to, uh
I know you don't hear me
Looking for change, but I know that you fear it

It's like your emotions had came with a shield, I'm tired of fighting security clearance
The love ain't apparent, but know that it's real
I'm speaking when all my emotions, they feel me
No niggas can clear me, they worry about deals
I'm putting in work that they can't even comprehend
We rent the V-10, mute out the issues

Move like the Seal Team Six, they livin and die by the clique, no glazing to hit you
Stay wit a cougar, look like Bayonetta
We move like the tethered that came to erase you
Launchin them bullet bills, they down to chase you
Money still older than Shang Tsung
I made her cheese, create on her face, how the paint do

If I need work done, I call up the same dude
She keep bringing up the past, that's case closed
I've been focused on my cash, the bankroll
I got niggas waiting on me, we gon' blow
I got niggas hating on me, they don't know TSC been had plans wrong
We got some plans, that's barely formed
Seen my first K, I scream like Drew Barrymore
And I'm off of this acid, get Lucy loose
In the shadows, I move like the Babadook

Ain't much love when I'm off the, uh
If she wasn't affection, she shoulda came earlier