No Feelings*

By Key Glock

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[Intro]

(808 Mafia)

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

(Uh yeah)

Glizock

(Well, well, well, well)

(Oh, oh, uh, Ross)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


[Verse]

Ayy, Lil' bro hoppin' out the [?] with it

Ridin' in a autobot with no ceileing

Jumped off the porch then started [?]

(Well, well, well, well)

Blame my city I ain't got no feelings

I don't show no love and I don't show no [?]

She keep it [?] and mind her business

Glock [?]

I get high, [?], [?]

[?], she sayin' she miss me


[?]

When money talking my nigga just listen

These niggas snakes i hear hissing

These niggas rats i hear squeeking

[?], you twеaking

Ayy, let me borrow your bitch for the weekеnd (Yeah)

Young nigga going hard, cement

Better play defense

The fake shit keep it

(Uh yeah)

Cutthroat on my [?]

On the deep end

These niggas pretend

I live like a kingpin

(Uh yeah)

I rep that five they like “What's up Joe”

“Glizock him” tell me something i don't know (Glizock)

I got twenty cars tryna buy me a Ghost

She fucking with me, now he mad at the Hoe (Yeah, Yeah)

This nigga mad at the bitch

My necklace and pendant got mad at my wrist

(Uh yeah)

It ain't about money? Don't care about the shit

I'll break a bitch heart so fast, so quick

In a hurry, no worries

I'm getting to it [?]

My diamonds blue like a [?]

I-