True Love

[Intro] (Uh) (Hunnid block, Marc) [Verse 1] Yo, it's the Ferrari whipper, Bacardi sipper The Carti's with the Marni slippers How I slid out the party with gaudy bitches Hard to resist, my body different like the Karma Fisker Y'all all washed, it's a laundry list of you sorry niggas Carbon copy niggas' pots get twisted, like you're locked in with Robin Givens After all the diamonds and dinners she claim, "It's not givin'" (It's not giving) Everything isn't ice 'cause it glitter, nigga From hookers to juxters Had the raw jumpin' like it was sugar fish My hood bitch'll cook some shit My good friend's in the bushes with the stick With some bullets to send, shit'll hit ya By now, you get the picture We up, nigga, fuck 'em, we ball [Chorus] To all my To all my To all my Sleep next to my rifle right next to my Bible Uh, yeah, ain't no love (Hunnid block) Ain't no love unless it's loot and guns So we goin' up high, it's on, it's up Shine my light (Shine my light) Bright like my ice, my jeweler nice To all my To all my (Lit, baby) [Verse 2] Shot up the church, murder while you're mournin' This my third tour, but you ain't heard I'm performin' Lord, would you please have mercy on us? For the turf, we was warrin' My fatigues was dirty when I wore 'em Serve my hood, put up numbers scorin', we comin' They're running from us like deer from hunters in the forest, uh It saw its flaws, Phil Drummond won't let us come around his daughters I'm a dog, I'm more like a young Calvin Broadus She wag and braud, but y'all some walkers, we aukers I was slingin' raw when New Yorkers was sportin' British Walkers Dippin' in Porsches when I jumped off the porch, I was piss poor Now the Patek Nautilis is the benchmark Send ya mama if I bent your aunt Every bitch is not meant to start, I'm only interested in a star It's by choice I won't bend your arm All you hear is the engine roar (Vroom, vroom, vroom) (This for my—, I'm gone) [Outro] Good lookin' folks in here, ain't it? Old lady back there with a Jheri curl