Not A Love Song

[Intro]
Why does your silence feel so damn loud?

[Chorus]
This ain't just another love song
I made this one hoping you'd relate
Shoulders hurting, I've been carrying the weight
This ain't just another love song
This some shit Keke would play to Drake
This the one that made them notice I was great
Raised right but I was led wrong
I'm probably dead wrong
Tryna keep my head on
Gotta keep a gun, can't see my name engraved in headstones
Life got me thinking "Why me?"
Filled with so much anger, I feel bad you try to try me
Do this for the fam but never broke again like YB
Grew up catching fades but now my niggas catching bodies

[Post-Chorus]
I hope my niggas with me
I know my momma pray this lifestyle don't kill me
I don't think they feel me, I'm misunderstood
I think they don't get this the real me
Brand new Dior shoes, it just was Heelies
I just don't feel no love no more
Addicted to these drugs, I really don't wanna do drugs no more
I just don't give a fuck no more
Fighting shit, I never speak on
I be good and my brothers know that

[Verse]
When you turnt they notice that
Put my problems in the rear, took off, I ain't going back
Why they think you're broke if you ain't showing racks
Most the people showin' racks be flexing all they got, you really broke with that
She said "Flow, I'm attached"
I said "Uh, uh that's too bad"
Buckle on me, I stay strapped
If he ran up that's his ass
BaeBae children we was bad
Stick him up (pow) need the cash
Girl I really love you and it hurts for me to say to see you sad

[Chorus]
This ain't just another love song
I made this one hoping you'd relate
Shoulders hurting, I've been carrying the weight
This ain't just another love song
This some shit Keke would play to Drake
This the one that made them notice I was great
Raised right but I was led wrong
I'm probably dead wrong
Tryna keep my head on
Gotta keep a gun, can't see my name engraved in headstones
Life got me thinking "Why me?"
Filled with so much anger, I feel bad you try to try me
Do this for the fam but grew up listening to YB
Grew up catching fades but now my niggas catching bodies

[Post-Chorus]
I hope my niggas with me
I know my momma pray this lifestyle don't kill me
I don't think they feel me, I'm misunderstood
I think they don't get this the real me
Brand new Dior shoes, it just was Heelies
I just don't feel no love no more
Addicted to these drugs, I really don't wanna do drugs no more
I just don't give a fuck no more
Fighting shit, I never speak on
I be good and my brothers know that