Out Of Love

It's my love, it's your love, it's our love And I be thinkin' the world is out of love So lovestruck, it's fucked up And she don't really care because Everybody want the same thing New chain, new car and the same ring I just wanna make money with the same gang New glass, new frame, but the same lane Whole team cold different but the same pain Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain Jane Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fame I'm committed to myself nigga, so I can't change She wanna pop it, lock it, drop it I'm so up, baby stop it Tinted windows ridin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin' She wanna come, my bitch showin' no love Toxic, baby, can't trust, be honest She want me to hit, no boxin' Pass the grip, toss it Hop in the Bentley, the Rari', the Mulsanne You got a problem with me? You can come say it Pass the lil' thottie off, I had to relay it Now when they say my name, they be like "He made it" "Oh shit, that's Tecca, that boy up in N.Y." I'm really from Queens but they say I'm from L.I Sixth grade up in two thirty-one with my fellas It's so sad, when I moved out the hood, we all fell out Obvious that we don't give a fuck They used to stick me up And now they showin' up And now they showin' love I'm gettin' love from up above No, no, don't hit me up No, no, don't hit me up, no, no Everybody want the same thing New chain, new car and the same ring I just wanna make money with the same gang New glass, new frame, but the same lane Whole team cold different but the same pain Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain Jane Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fame I'm committed to myself nigga, so I can't change She wanna pop it, lock it, drop it I'm so up, stop it Tinted windows ridin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin' She wanna come, my bitch showin' no love Toxic, baby, can't trust, be honest Want me to hit, no boxin' Pass the grip, toss it It's my love, it's your love, it's our love And I be thinkin' the world is out of love So lovestruck, it's fucked up And she don't really care because Everybody want the same thing New chain, new car and the same ring And I just wanna make money with the same gang New glass, new frame, but the same lane And the whole team cold different but the same pain Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain Jane Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fame I'm committed to myself nigga, so I can't change Obvious that we don't give a fuck They used to stick me up, stick me up I'm gettin' love from up above No, no, don't hit me up, hit me up