Done Wright - Ain't No Love Lyrics

No love, there's no love
No love, there's no love, no love
No love, there's no love
No love, there's no love, no love

We gonna talk about the L
Can I get a O
And the V
The we we end it with the E
Love

In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If you don't stand up you ain't no thug
If I fall right now
Tell me who's gonna be my crutch

Ain't no love
In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If you don't stand up you ain't no thug
If I fall right now
Tell me who's gonna be my crutch

Man it's so hard
Got laid off from my job
That's why we grab up them guns, pick door knobs
Chics need that paper too
Some strip for the cause
Nobody gives a shit
Why is life so hard
Praying to God they hire me and please don't fire me
Fuck it fire me, I don't care that's just the pride in me
Killing me quietly, now these chics won't admire me
Cause all I got is my bus fare and apple pie to eat
I'm hopeless like Pac was
Holding my Glock fifth
My stomach is growling, Pockets gwopless
Just like the toilet bowl, I feel like I ain't shit
I lost my whip these niggas ain't call me since
They forgot my number, no they ain't forget to call
Cause in this world, all I got is my word and my balls
My life and my brain my soul and my spirit
Big money on my mind, my art and my lyrics
The government is plotting, they want me in a war
In the hood we don't make them bullets or forty fours
Why we gotta struggle, mills I need a couple
Bills starting to double, like my vision is troubled
Gotta hustle and grind to stay above water
Paid twelve and a quarter ain't enough to feed my daughter
Plus my two sons, table of crumbs
That's for the roaches in the wall on the run
Why I smoke black and mild
Keeping my nerves down
Hovered by gray clouds
Envying birds now
Yeah they fly away, whenever they please
I hope tomorrow is a better day for me
And have villa filled with many rooms
You can hate me then when I'm paid for many moons
The ghetto's fucked up the fiends in the crack house
Kids starving on my block
One shorty blacked out
Shot this kid and doing life and not coming back out
Who the fuck choose the white
They should call it the black house
A million blacks deep in D.C. with the macs out
They raised my rent higher plus taking tax out cause ain't no love

In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If you don't stand up you ain't no thug
If I fall right now
Tell me who's gonna be my crutch
Ain't no love
In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If you don't stand up you ain't no thug
If I fall right now
Tell me who's gonna be my crutch

Remember love
Yo last night she died in my arms
Money took her life
Shot her twice
No she's gone
I can't hold it back
Numb the pain that I feel
Like she's still around
But I know she's dead

My life reflects five senses
The glory in my eyes
The pain in my voice
The struggle in my rhyme
The sweat
Hustle & The Flow
You can sniff
So I'm Haley Os
Intuition is number six
Life's a bitch
With nice hips and earring on her navel
She still cheats even if you're faithful, no angel
A devil in disguise
Haters hate to see me cake
Love's death anniversary April of 68

In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If don't stand up you ain't no thug
If I fall right now
Tell me who's gonna be my
If I fall right now who gonna be my crutch

Ain't no love
In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If don't stand up you ain't no thug
If I fall right now who gonna be my crutch

We gonna talk about the L
Can I get a O
And the V
The we we end it with the E
Love