(Tre made this beat)That's real shit, bro, likeAfter you like a, a baby, a child, a little kidIf you lucky enough, you know what I'm sayin'?After you a child, bruh, ain't no love in this shit, man, for realThis shit rough, manYou got a long road, boy, a cold oneStraight upOnly love what you do for 'emThe only kinda love out here, my niggaWho can you trust in this cold, cold world? Better get a blanketIt's worse than the wild, wild west, this shit get dangerousNever thought I'd see the day separate glitter from goldWhen friends turn into foes, but it's the life that I choseAnd these hoes look so heaven-sent, but be so devilishGot spiteful ways, never seen it coming like a tidal waveGet on my knees every day, I asked God and prayedThat my dirty ways don't lead me to an early graveOne life to live and it's survival of the fuckin' fittestHere come your rivals, when you winnin', they want competitionAnd did I mention niggas itchin' to be opposition?Hit they blocks with Glocks with the extensions, now ain't no tensionTold my old lady how I'm feelin', she say I'm trippin'But she don't know I pray for loveOn the block with the thugsPrayin' a nigga show us love, but ain't no love, so we get it out the mudMama made me feel like I overstayed my welcomeSo I packed up my shit and went for seldom, like where's the fellas?I'm pretty sure they understand the way I feelHotbox the bucket, laugh about how cold the world isLike ain't no love in this shit 'til you get rich and famousAnd these hoes want rappers or ball playersIt's hard to separate the fake, 'cause they chose usEverybody showed up when we blowed up(And that's real shit, you know what I'm sayin')I pray for, uh, I pray for love (And you wonder why I question everything, man), yeah(Every female in my life, I'm talking 'bout everything, bro, it wasn't no love in this shit)I pray for love (It's cold, real cold, you know what I'm sayin')I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's it, no love in this shit)(Tellin' you, ain't no love in this shit, dawg)(When you succeed, that's the only love out here, my nigga)(This shit cold, bruh, for real, that's why)I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain't no love out here for us, I'm telling you, straight up)(Tre made this beat)