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Ain't No Love (feat. Whitney Lenee)
by Kuddy Moneybag
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They know ima keep some money in my pocket im run the cord
To the socket i be making moves of presumed of a profit
Tought me how da whip gave a tip to a boss bitch whit
Link up with my niggaz bout ride around n get it you be loosing
Entrence but with me its strictly business ima grab a bag
We got run it through the trenches nigga fuck co-singed i got my
Kuddy here to witness watch me make a flame going highway pavement
I don't have to make a name were my name is in graved n
This my city diddy bop when we famous picture perfect picture me
Picture fit but im frameless aint showing no love n my city
Im the coldest im the gold print in dint they still aint fucking with me
Fuck a mix tape here's a tip on at drink ima k roll on at hoe bout a two a pint
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
Gotta stay upon my g cause the feds is watching im just gambling
Saling weed cause the feds just knock me took me back to my spot
An sourounded my property aint no love in the city know the nigga
Dat got me so im back n da trap cause my lawyer need paper
Cousin told me slow ya roll kuddy know you got hattaz im just praying
For my baby hope the lawyer aint faking take it one day at a time as my daddy
A say it nigga aint got play da game the same way that chu playing
They rither get up on the stand an point out they mans
I aint tryna rub shoulders or make new friends only fam no buddys
Ima say it again only fam no buddys ima say it again its kuddy
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
They know ima keep some money in my pocket im run the cord
To the socket i be making moves of presumed of a profit
Tought me how da whip gave a tip to a boss bitch whit
Link up with my niggaz bout ride around n get it you be loosing
Entrence but with me its strictly business ima grab a bag
We got run it through the trenches nigga fuck co-singed i got my
Kuddy here to witness watch me make a flame going highway pavement
I don't have to make a name were my name is in graved n
This my city diddy bop when we famous picture perfect picture me
Picture fit but im frameless aint showing no love n my city
Im the coldest im the gold print in dint they still aint fucking with me
Fuck a mix tape here's a tip on at drink ima k roll on at hoe bout a two a pint
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
Gotta stay upon my g cause the feds is watching im just gambling
Saling weed cause the feds just knock me took me back to my spot
An sourounded my property aint no love in the city know the nigga
Dat got me so im back n da trap cause my lawyer need paper
Cousin told me slow ya roll kuddy know you got hattaz im just praying
For my baby hope the lawyer aint faking take it one day at a time as my daddy
A say it nigga aint got play da game the same way that chu playing
They rither get up on the stand an point out they mans
I aint tryna rub shoulders or make new friends only fam no buddys
Ima say it again only fam no buddys ima say it again its kuddy
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
Aint no love in the heart of the city aint no in the heart of town
