Ain't No Love - Z-Ro

Ain’t no love

Do she really love me or the fame?

Ain’t no love

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

Ain’t no love, love, love, love

Do she really love me or the fame?

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

Told the bitch not to do it but the bitch did it anyway

Then she wonder why when she talk to me I’m like «Anyway»

'Are you walkin' away from me, Joseph?'

I’m like «Bitch, anyway»

Break up with me then, to me, I was still single anyway

We ain’t engaged, we just engage;

that’s it…

Make sure you cum after I come;

I’m on my way, that’s it

And the same time tomorrow we can do it again

Make love to you or fuck the shit out you and ya friend

15 years old.

I was already keepin' it real

And 22 years later, that’s how I’m keepin' it still

Definition of an OG, baby, you should already know

I don’t want no ass;

gimme my cash, I’m out the do

Ain’t no love

Do she really love me or the fame?

Ain’t no love

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

Ain’t no love, love, love, love

Do she really love me or the fame?

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

I wish a bitch even act like she gon' touch my phone

Knock her ass out.

I hope I don’t fuck up my phone

She wanna know if her homegirls numbers fill up my phone

So many relationships within, if I give up my phone

Niggas would be so mad at me but they stay mad at me anyway

Sayin' what they gon' do to Z-Ro, Z-Ro be like, «Anyway»

Get rich or get rich.

fuck dyin', I’m like, «Anyway»

Can’t even concentrate on fuckin', I’m like, «Bitch, anyway»

Get the fuck up off me, hoe, I’m a mother fuckin' hustler

No disrespect but I need to be with my customers

I’m addicted to blue bills, Macallan 18 and a few pills

Ain’t never gave a fuck about what the world doin' and I promise that’s what I

do still

Ain’t no love

Do she really love me or the fame?

Ain’t no love

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

Ain’t no love, love, love, love

Do she really love me or the fame?

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

Z-Ro the Crooked, aka the Mo City Don

Rother Vandross, the one thang Rother Vandross never ever ever ever ever ever do

Is show love, it’s showing weakness you dig my backbone straight

It don’t never bend ya feel, cause uh…

Once it bend, it’s too hard to go back straight

You feel, Vandross no love for a nigga and no love for a bitch ya dig uh…

Ain’t no love

Do she really love me or the fame?

Ain’t no love

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?

Ain’t no love, love, love, love

Do she really love me or the fame?

And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang?