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No Love

Young M.A.

Herstory in the Making

2019

you tough nigga (oh, you tough)
But you ten deep
I got two lions with me, you got ten sheep (pussy)
Street math, blood (huh?)
Ain't no time for no

it's my last i guess i better start prayin
Lord thank you for this weed and all these blessings I'm taking
Plus the brownies with the og in the oven I'm

yeah
I'm jugging and trapping, I'm jugging and trapping, I got to get paid
Niggas hate, I'm still goin' up
Why you loving that bitch, she gone fuck
Fuck

out a bone rosary and said I've carried this with me for eight years, here, 
take it. I'll get another. I accepted the gift with thanks. We hugged

not confused by they marketing plan
These labels using these Youngins
For Deeper targeting plans
You see they, don't really care about you or me

up my eyes
Thanking God for my next breath that mean I'm alive
Yawn and stretch as I rise
Feet hit the floor I thank God
Another day has passed another

my head, Been feeling like I'm cursed
Was losing everybody close to me, Don't wanna see more dirt
They say time heals, let's be for real, that pain

to thank God for every experience to be real
'Cause sometimes this life be coming at me like a speed drill
So I sit and meditate
Having talks with God
So if

with me
We will just fulfill all my fantasies
I know that sound selfish but you into me
Yeah you into me, girl you into me
I tell you to come by but girl

then many things may change me
But I'll still go on loving you.

Someday we'll meet again
Someday I know it's true
We'll be together somehow, some way
I

recoup,
Can i go and regroup with you baby,
There’s nothing more for me too,

And i ain’t bitchin or the itch,
Would cover less of me the dents,
Fuck up my

vouching for myself until you bitches
Wanna pay the debt back, get that, ready to defend that
You not on my team, court side where you rep at
Sleeping on me

hallows
Hold my book of rhymes horizontal
And if I die before I wake, salute
I'll see you in heaven. Pour some beer for me
Kiss my care for me. Urban

them days hard
Through all the rain I still been standing, gotta' thank god
Foenem told me if no one else to do it you gone take us far
When we see that

The bruise and cuts 
Start standing up
 Obstacles you overcome 
 Now back to this (Let me kick it) 
Story of the young kid. 
Who said that he was destined
When

the Grammys
Always stayed blessed
Saying thank you to my granny
They used to sleep on me
Like they tripping off a xannie
Now every ex chick
Got them dripping

of tissue paper
Got a lil baby who throw pussy to me but don't qualify to be my Jayda Wayda
That's word to Khaled all I do is win, gotta thank God for every

fourty years from now
Only ever fills me with joy for us in friendship

Something about the way you love me (ooh)
Something about the way you touch

thank Lord my business changed
Now I pray knowing my vision came
Stayed away show them I will refrain
Dedicate know I got Nipsey brain
Edit bays know me

swallow some pills and lay down in your bed
Help yourself in my locker, shouldn't be a big shocker
You know drugs can always be dealt out by a doctor
It's

wherever we bound by
Same block where they sell you a pack out of Crown Fried
To put me in your deck is like I brought you around mine
Just as long as you

question about it
This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it
I know that you are trying to disconnect me
And I'm afraid that's

never be built

Niggas they telling' me I gotta chill
You don't know how I feel, to have nun but a bill
All black, 40 on me for the drill
Oh, he jackin'

wanna be back on it
Lord
Take me as you will
Whatever's really in your will
I'm trying to give it up for real
So everything that I speak will be real