No Love - DSJ

This ain’t no love song, it’s just how I feel

How can I love you and you can’t keep it real

You turned yo' back on me, when I was in the Phil

How can I love you and you can’t keep it real

And you can’t keep it real (no)

And you can’t keep it real (you can’t)

And you can’t keep it real (why)

And you can’t keep it real (you lied)

And you can’t keep it real (damn)

And you can’t keep it real (why)

And you can’t keep it real (you can’t)

And you can’t keep it real (damn)

Why can’t you keep it real? (you can’t)

Got bands like Uncle Phil (damn)

I gave you all I have (yeah)

You went and turned yo' back

Pulled up in black-on-black (SKRRR-T)

You miss me, don’t miss you back (oh no)

Your best friend just hit my line (she did)

She told me to come outside (Bye-bye)

We talked 'bout you and yo' pride

Bust her down and we get high (I did)

Look at what you’ve done to me (damn)

You turned me to this crazy thing

Bitch, I bought you diamond rings

You kept lying time again (you did)

Don’t got time for all these games

Don’t mistake for no lame (hol' up)

This ain’t no love song (it ain’t)

You got it all wrong (you do)

You was my backbone

Now, I hit the gas on

I got a mask on (damn)

I keep a bad bitch

Rollin' up backwoods

She don’t ask for nothing

'Cause she got her own shit

And she drive her own whip (God damn)

This ain’t no love song, it’s just how I feel

How can I love you and you can’t keep it real

You turned yo' back on me, when I was in the Phil

How can I love you and you can’t keep it real

And you can’t keep it real (no)

And you can’t keep it real (you can’t)

And you can’t keep it real (why)

And you can’t keep it real (you lied)

And you can’t keep it real (damn)

And you can’t keep it real (why)

And you can’t keep it real (you can’t)

And you can’t keep it real (damn)

This ain’t no love song

Money got too long

I’m in the fifth with too many chains on (bling)

They’re playing my song

How can I love you and you did me so wrong (you did)

Going through my phone (damn)

Money be cutting, my fingers like ching chong

I’m on the ringtone

She wanna fuck me 'cause I got the studio on

I’ll pro’ly take her home

Get back to the money

We bag it and get it gone (damn)

We put the city on (let's go)

Look how the medicine stick to the Styrofoam

I got another jo’n (damn)

Too many problems, I might roll another blunt

'Cause I can do what I want

Chasing these bitches, not part of the mission

Put out this music, collect the commission

I gotta get it, these niggas be trippin'

Money don’t fold, I’d be stacking it up

Cut that bitch off and she start acting up

Not keep on tellin' me, runnin' shit up

Keep that shit real, all you got is yo' word

Believe what you see, don’t believe what you heard (damn)

This ain’t no love song, it’s just how I feel

How can I love you and you can’t keep it real

You turned yo' back on me, when I was in the Phil

How can I love you and you can’t keep it real

And you can’t keep it real (no)

And you can’t keep it real (you can’t)

And you can’t keep it real (why)

And you can’t keep it real (you lied)

And you can’t keep it real (damn)

And you can’t keep it real (why)

And you can’t keep it real (you can’t)

And you can’t keep it real (damn)