(We legendary)

Uh, nah, nah (Beezo need cash only, you dig?)

Von

I'm a street nigga, not a lover, uh

Don't fuck undercover (Uh-huh)

Gotta fuck you with a rubber (Uh-huh)

We don't share location, don't trust you (Nah, nah)

I make her mad

she tell me don't touch her (Don't touch her)

She fell in love, we was just fuckin' (Damn)

I heard some noises and I get to clutchin' (Damn)

And she got a man but I be like, "Fuck him" (Boom, boom)

She be like, "Von, you better not touch him" (What?)

But she was blushin', she know I slumped him (Yeah)

Don't like her cousin (Nah) , he with that opp shit (What?)

I run his pocket, she know I'm toxic (Boom, boom, boom)

I got the key to her heart like a locket (Uh-huh)

I put that cheese on his head and he knockin' (Uh-huh)

Ain't no boxin', ain't doin' no boxin'

Don't start me up, ain't doin' no stoppin', yeah

But shawty a baddie

Pussy good, got me feelin' like a addict (Uh-huh)

Finna pull up, baby, send the addy (Gang)

If there's a opp, this shit here tragic (Boom)

I'm a gangsta and she know

Keep my gun everywhere I go

This path I'm goin' a bumpy road

Is my bitch gon' stay? Well, I don't know

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Real street nigga, but I'm hard like Hardaway (Hardaway)

I don't want that ho

she can't bring nothin' to the plate (Nothin' to the plate)

Hard for me to love

I threw my heart away (Threw my heart away, it's hard)

Baby, I'm filled with pain

just heal my scars away (Damn, damn, damn)

Baby, I'm from the trenches where there's no love

And ain't no love for a thug (No)

They ain't givin' hugs

they shootin' slugs, woah (Boom, boom)

Baby, I'm from the trenches where there's no love

It ain't no love for a thug (No)

They ain't givin' hugs, they shootin' slugs

woah (Boom, boom, boom)

Fuck that, how you cool with the guys?

Don't trust that (I don't trust that)

You around, ain't around, that's suspect (That's suspect)

If they bust at me, nigga, I'ma bust back (Boom, boom)

Police comin' and I still won't cuff that (Boom, boom)

Tatted my name and I still don't trust that (Nah, nah)

Fuck her friend, she still gon' come back (Nah, nah)

Chiraq, Drillanois, I run that

Baby momma where my son at (What?)

Von don't miss, that's just a fun fact (Boom, boom)

Tooka man be where my lungs at

I don't trust her, so where my gun at? (Nah, nah)

If I leave, I might not come back (Damn)

If he run, I make him run back (Boom, boom)

I go deep, I make her come back

She be askin' where my cum at (What?)

I left it all in her stomach, damn

Baby, I'm from the trenches where there's no love

And ain't no love for a thug (No)

They ain't givin' hugs

they shootin' slugs, woah (Boom, boom)

Baby, I'm from the trenches where there's no love

It ain't no love for a thug (No)

They ain't givin' hugs, they shootin' slugs

woah (Boom, boom, boom)