[Intro: ZayBang]
It ain't no love in these streets, shit have a n***a switchin' lanes
Real shit, n***a
Shots rang
Huh?

[Verse 1: ZayBang & 03 Greedo]
It ain't no love in these streets, that shit'll have a n***a switchin' lanes
I jumped out my feelings and bought a chain
If I say I fuck with you, I'm locked in with you until you change
We steppin' on suckers, I want his brain
One day I'll probably leave
I'm keep it movin', no comin' back
They claimin' they love me because I rap
But I've been losin' focus, these bitches keep fuckin' up the trap
You lookin' made me fumble up the strap
Lord, accept me if I lack
These n***as down to kill me if I slip
And fuck an Insta' post, I took a trip
I gotta keep my—
They openеd up fire, he left his blick
Thеm shots to his body done broke a hip
Lord, accept me if I lack
I know if they kill me, no comin' back
I just hope I end up where my brother at, I gotta toss another strap
A sucker done died, now run it back
Bounce out and have them n***as runnin' track, just accept me if I lack
I feel like it's comin', but shit, I'm ready
Kill a n***a, toss the pistol off the levy
I know they see me shinin', the Cuban link sit under the baguetties
Ain't fuck with Blood, but that's my rely
Told her meet me at the tele
Ain't stoppin' for hooks, I'm goin' in
Jump out the fast thing and ride the Benz
I keep a two-seater 'cause how I'm really ridin' with my friends
This the middle, they ain't ridin' 'til the end
I ain't dyin' for no love
They only killed Earl because of trust
Only gettin' close to him if you us
I see you n***as changing
I could tell you now, I give a fuck if my car break down, I'm on the bus
I ain't callin' on no n***a, y'all only embracin' it if it's fake
If you ask me, most of you n***as snakes try to look me in the face
And tell me why you pussy n***as changed? (Ooh)
If you ask me, most of you n***as lames
[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
Keep it G, that goes for everybody
Hit a protect 'bout Z to B and it's a busybody
I never heard about your shooter, not with anybody
I know you heard about my past of talkin' shit about me
And when you see me, have your hands up
N***a talk that and nine
Don't get shot you hit the blinds
Structure is that on my side
We from watch, you gotta watch
[?] bifocals, clearly beam, I'm focused
Most thug relentials, we gotta fuck or they be local
Shit, [?], I'm tryna tweak my vocals
These n***as keep playin' both sides, they supposed to bicoastal
It get tricky with the chop
Switchy on the glizzy, I ain't thinkin' you'll get dropped
Gotta worry 'bout the homies more than worried 'bout the opps
How's she tryna lock me down? I ain't worried 'bout the cops
Ooh, ahh
Yeah
Ooh, ah-are