"Was It Ever Luv?" lyrics
(feat. Huff)
Money, what up, boy?
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Few that be around you to the end
And should get lonely when you're losin'
They remind you when you winnin'
Uh, watch how the frown that turn to grinnin'
A lot of niggas ain't fuckin' with they homies
Because of women, nigga
Was it ever love from the beginnin'?
Was she?
Felt the mileage through the hoes and hugs and the pretending, mm
Chrome men grudges for suckers
Even though that shit beneath us, we still'll put them above us
The informants giving them warning, fed around, they trying to buss us
Watch for J. Reed homies, tryna cover us
Undercovers, tell on the duck for cover
Watch your hands, stupid motherfucker
Torture your sister and let him watch him suffer
Drop his brother, we against all odds
Frill everything that don't love his own, my father-pussy niggas
Ain't takin' me from my mother
From my daughter, from my son
These toddlers in my drum
I'm super soaked, I'm leavin' them drippin'
Never demolish every one
Free like Michael Vella, rot in jail before I cop and tell
Uncle L, I rock his belt, we leavin' his block with boxing shells
Niggas ain't boxing, but know it
Ain't no dropping out, they hoppin' out of the car, catchin' a hat
Paintin' the city if niggas cross on God
Teach niggas it's fraud
At the end of everything, they beefin' over abroad
That ain't lost, that ain't his, that ain't yours
Know how many bitches I gave my number to, that ain't call
Just to double back to me and get fucked in the back of the car
Triple back for the menagement, new kitty cat, I'm a dog
City say he a beast, world say he a star
Heart of war, I'ma draw, round of applause
Just like coming to America
I'm keeping this in me
If you don't wanna die with him, you shouldn't be in they pictures
Barely know his alphabets, but he got B's and a Biddy
Scared to see his P.O. 'cause he got weed in the system
Fuck being a victim, I'm really knee deep in the trenches
Got so many hoes, hard for me to see, all my bitches
Got so many flows, get along with beasts like they friendly
I'm home all alone, I haven't seen the streets in a minute
Habit I for destruction, I ain't eating the minute
For the jobs, for the dogs, I ain't seeing the minute that keep it authentic
These niggas, they be off-limit
Fucking clown ass niggas, all gimmicks
Pick a side, hollows fly
If you die, I should fuck y'all in it
Catch 'em in the park cartended
And park y'all in it
Push the shit before you push start
And start y'all engine
Blaka
Who giving them heart, I'm wiping them out, I pick them apart, I'm picking my
We gon' throw some real dust in the field
We gon' put some numbers on them street charts
When we kill, two hands, concentration with the Drac'
Bulletproof on his body, ain't no clear up on his face
Headshot, before he get to the thing on his waist
Plow, plow, bitch, you late, pow
Bitch, you dead weight
Now that nigga body stickin' up the whole lake
And I'm just another hot head with a cold case
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Few that be around you to the end
And should get lonely when you're losin'
They remind you when you winnin'
Uh, watch how the frown that turn to grinnin'
A lot of niggas ain't fuckin' with they homies
Because of women, nigga
Was it ever love from the beginnin'?
Was she?
Felt the mileage through the hoes and hugs and the pretending, mm
Chrome men grudges for suckers
Even though that shit beneath us, we still'll put them above us
The informants giving them warning, fed around, they trying to buss us
Watch for J. Reed homies, tryna cover us
Undercovers, tell on the duck for cover
Watch your hands, stupid motherfucker
Torture your sister and let him watch him suffer
Drop his brother, we against all odds
Frill everything that don't love his own, my father-pussy niggas
Ain't takin' me from my mother
From my daughter, from my son
These toddlers in my drum
I'm super soaked, I'm leavin' them drippin'
Never demolish every one
Free like Michael Vella, rot in jail before I cop and tell
Uncle L, I rock his belt, we leavin' his block with boxing shells
Niggas ain't boxing, but know it
Ain't no dropping out, they hoppin' out of the car, catchin' a hat
Paintin' the city if niggas cross on God
Teach niggas it's fraud
At the end of everything, they beefin' over abroad
That ain't lost, that ain't his, that ain't yours
Know how many bitches I gave my number to, that ain't call
Just to double back to me and get fucked in the back of the car
Triple back for the menagement, new kitty cat, I'm a dog
City say he a beast, world say he a star
Heart of war, I'ma draw, round of applause
Just like coming to America
I'm keeping this in me
If you don't wanna die with him, you shouldn't be in they pictures
Barely know his alphabets, but he got B's and a Biddy
Scared to see his P.O. 'cause he got weed in the system
Fuck being a victim, I'm really knee deep in the trenches
Got so many hoes, hard for me to see, all my bitches
Got so many flows, get along with beasts like they friendly
I'm home all alone, I haven't seen the streets in a minute
Habit I for destruction, I ain't eating the minute
For the jobs, for the dogs, I ain't seeing the minute that keep it authentic
These niggas, they be off-limit
Fucking clown ass niggas, all gimmicks
Pick a side, hollows fly
If you die, I should fuck y'all in it
Catch 'em in the park cartended
And park y'all in it
Push the shit before you push start
And start y'all engine
Blaka
Who giving them heart, I'm wiping them out, I pick them apart, I'm picking my
We gon' throw some real dust in the field
We gon' put some numbers on them street charts
When we kill, two hands, concentration with the Drac'
Bulletproof on his body, ain't no clear up on his face
Headshot, before he get to the thing on his waist
Plow, plow, bitch, you late, pow
Bitch, you dead weight
Now that nigga body stickin' up the whole lake
And I'm just another hot head with a cold case
