Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Realbleeda
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Catherine
Composer
Christopher Trejo
Lyrics
Troy Washington
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MERCY BEATZ
Producer
Juice Official
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Mercy Beatz, nigga
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (I don't need that)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (I don't need that)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (I don't need that)
Just wanna make it to the top, I just wanna up the score
You see that lil' ass boy flop, you seen him hit the floor
I don't need love, I don't need it (I don't need it)
They be scheming, they be scheming (scheming on me)
We hit they block, we out the window, leave 'em bleeding (bleeding)
They hit the floor, that choppa bust, we leave 'em leaking (uh-huh)
Business operation lethal, I went and got meezy (meezy)
When they took my fucking bleedas out and we got even (even)
Got my stick out, let's have a blick out (blow, blow)
When they cover one man-on-man, and got 'em picked off
Steady chasing for a rat, I don't get y'all (I don't get y'all)
They thought I died a lot of times, they got me pissed off (uh-huh)
Need to get your aim up, your shit off (your shit off)
I been playing with Benjis in a mansion with my dick out
'Gave her 'bout my feelings, tell a bitch to eat my dick raw
Bitch, eat my dick raw, why this bitch soft? (This bitch soft, yeah)
Don't show me sympathy
You feel what's coming from my head (from my mind)
Let off that stick, he tried to run, he'll have to fall to lead (uh-huh)
Cold-blooded snakes and red, long live Fred (long live Fred)
And long live all of them niggas
'Xcept they want me dead (they want me dead)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (ah)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (I don't need that)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (uh)
Got a bullet for every opp, got whips for every drop
Better not be out there when I push up
Bitch, we bending every block (on every block)
Family know that I won't change
Look, the sinning ain't gon' stop (it ain't gon' stop)
Nigga, come collect your brain, leave his shit wet like a mop
Hollows from the chop, I got opps on top of opps
We got Glocks on top of Glocks
Let's see who still gon' be standing when the smoke turn up a notch
White chalking, walk outside with a glizzy
I came back in with a coffin (in with a coffin)
They do a lot of talking, don't be on that boss shit
Catch the pussy by surprise
And leave him on some cross shit (he on some cross shit)
They don't want be around me, tell 'em I don't want 'em 'round me
Extra clips and extra drops, I know they wanna down me
No one love me
No more love mean (Mercy Beatz, nigga)
Nomo fucking pain (uh-uh)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (uh, uh, uh-uh)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (I don't need that)
No one love me
No more love mean
Nomo fucking pain (hmm-mm)
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