| (This ain’t a love song |
| It’s a fuck song |
| Know what I’m saying? |
| Only you can like care, know’m sayin'?) |
| Can we call it love when it’s so far away? |
| And now he tryna chase her |
| She dying for some love, even hoping that he waits |
| And now he tryna save her |
| Gorillas in the ride, and on my life they’re going ape |
| Ain’t nobody safe, oh |
| Ain’t nobody safe, oh |
| Ain’t nobody safe, oh |
| Vacuum seal the pack |
| I just need a little luck in life, I need a stack |
| Lamborghinis, all of these were dreams before the crack |
| Tryna develop the crib, I need new racks, I need new plans |
| And right now I’m living the best, but I ain’t posting on the 'Gram |
| I remember half a key could be split in the middle |
| I ain’t on OnlyFans, but I run up these bands like «Nigga, you dig?» |
| We got a rock band for the drummer like, «Nigga, whoever you is?» |
| We pull up in soft tops, eat on rooftops, eating socials |
| Tell me the truth, I’ll tell you the truth too |
| My brudda G, he got a screw loose |
| I thought this money made it easier now |
| But I had to go a different route |
| Keep it pure is how you keep me around |
| Baby, I just bring the drillers out |
| (This ain’t a love song |
| Fall in love like |
| It’s a fuck song) |
| Can we call it love when it’s so far away? |
| And now he tryna chase her |
| She dying for some love, even hoping that he waits |
| And now he tryna save her |
| Gorillas in the ride, and on my life they’re going ape |
| Ain’t nobody safe, oh |
| Ain’t nobody safe, oh |
| Ain’t nobody safe, oh |
| Pushin' them brand new drop tops, I feel like Porter |
| Servin' fiends across the county, even 'cross the border |
| No service, broke as a joke, I was living awkward |
| But if I start stunting now, then I’d be out of order |
| Had the Richard 2020, swimming in water |
| She think I’m David Blaine, never seen a walking faucet |
| Ain’t ever pressured for no pussy, I could never force it |
| These hoes want entanglements in the middle of August |
| Your woman crush talk to herself in my DMs |
| These niggas can only war me in their head |
| 26, but I been 40 like Shebeb |
| Shebib, for that broccoli man get corny in the ends |
| Oh please, used to be in that Corsa looking at Lambos |
| Now if we put the Lamb' in Corsa mode, it’s hard to handle |
| 'Member the T house on the crescent using a candle |
| Had fiends at dawn marching on the main drive by the Nandos |
| My dargy, you ain’t never had to switch off a show |
| My young niggas charge 5 bricks for a show |
| I’m charged up by the pool, I’m in a different mode |
| With a different ho |
| It’s a different flow |
| She held me down, she let me put a quarter brick in her home |
| 19 in the Range, you’re putting kits on the phone |
| Now you can ask my dargy if we put them kicks on the block |
| The jakes sending them to hell if they kick off the spot |
| And that’s… |
| Can we call it love when it’s so far away? |
| And now he tryna chase her |
| She dying for some love, even hoping that he waits |
| And now he tryna save her |
| Gorillas in the ride, and on my life they’re going ape |
| Ain’t nobody feel her |
| Ain’t nobody save her |
| Ain’t nobody save her |
| Can we call it love when it’s so far away? |
| And now he tryna chase her |
| She dying for some love, even hoping that he waits |
| And now he tryna save her |
| Gorillas in the ride, and on my life they’re going ape |
| Ain’t nobody feel her |
| Ain’t nobody save her |
| Ain’t nobody save her |
| (Ain't nobody feel her |
| Ain’t nobody save her |
| Ain’t nobody) |