Ain't For None

Gang (L's)
N.l.m.b., 150 Roc Block shit man, squad

Only thing I fuckin' care about is money and me (gang)
And I swear to God a bitch can't get no money from me (what? Nah)
And every nigga that's with me keep a gun (got it)
Bet not run up on us 'cause we ain't for none

We ain't for none fuck nigga (uh), we ain't for none over here
We ain't for none (we ain't for none)
We ain't for none over here (we ain't for none)
We ain't for none fuck nigga, we ain't for none over here
We ain't for none (nah), we ain't for none (nah)

We ain't for none, lil bro blow heat for fun
Posted up with the L's
Gotta whole lotta shells we'll feed you some
And then the peoples come
Nigga I ain't see none (I ain't see shit)
We don't know no names (nah)
I ain't see no gun (no gun)
I can't be on no case, I ain't snitchin' (I ain't snitchin')
I can see a nigga face that they bitches (they bitchin')
I won't look in through ya eyes, you ain't with it (you ain't with it)
That's the reason I'on pay 'em no attention (fuck nigga)
See this bezel on wrist, yeah it glisten (it glisten)
If you reach, I'ma have to do a sentence (body)
'Cause my ear a couple g's not to mention (yup)
It look like I took my neck to the dentist (bands)
All I think about is Jacksons and Bentleys (bands)
All I think about is Franklins and Semis
And my car look like a TEC with a hemi
If you money, got a TEC with a 50
Now we ridin' through the opp shit (opp shit)
Red beams, Glock shit, hollows tryna drop shit
The police can't stop shit
And lil bro don't drop a body, I ain't even gon' drop this, gat

Only thing I fuckin' care about is money and me (gang)
And I swear to God a bitch can't get no money from me (what? Nah)
And every nigga that's with me keep a gun (got it)
Bet not run up on us 'cause we ain't for none

We ain't for none fuck nigga (uh), we ain't for none over here
We ain't for none (we ain't for none)
We ain't for none over here (we ain't for none)
We ain't for none fuck nigga, we ain't for none over here
We ain't for none (gang), we ain't for none (nah)

Only thing I care about
Money, hoes, cars, clothes (right)
Sike, that shit don't mean shit to me (mean shit)
And that's on Roc's soul (gang)
Boy I'm in this shit with my niggas (my niggas)
Give a fuck about shit, but my niggas (squad)
Og, Grandma, and my sister (my sister)
And everybody that I lost to that trigga (gang)
Nigga I can't die by that trigga (what?)
So I gotta stay behind that trigga (I got to)
Lil Mally, he behind that trigga (yeah)
Smith and Wesson designed that trigga
And you know I gotta plan for my niggas (my niggas)
Damn right, I blow bands with my niggas (bands)
You can catch me all in Neiman's
Gucci, Louie, Ferragamo I be swagged out nigga
Robin Jeans, I wear all that nigga
Still catch me in all black nigga
Run up on him with the Mac, fifty hollows go "brrat"
Catch all that nigga (gang)
Now I'm on the eight block and we posted (L)
You know lil bro still got that toaster (got it)
Better ride through with ya flag out
'Cause we got the mags out
Don't get ya car flipped over, ha

Only thing I fuckin' care about is money and me (gang)
And I swear to God a bitch can't get no money from me (what? Nah)
And every nigga that's with me keep a gun (got it)
Bet not run up on us 'cause we ain't for none

We ain't for none fuck nigga (uh), we ain't for none over here
We ain't for none (we ain't for none)
We ain't for none over here (we ain't for none)
We ain't for none fuck nigga, we ain't for none over here
We ain't for none (nah), we ain't for none (nah)