Lyrics:

That`s real shit, bro, like
After you like a, a baby, a child, a little kid
If you lucky enough, you know what I`m sayin`?After you a child, bruh, ain`t no love in this shit, man, for real
This shit rough, man
You got a long road, boy, a cold one
Straight up
Only love what you do for `em
The only kinda love out here, my nigga

Who can you trust in this cold, cold world? Better get a blanket
It`s worse than the wild, wild west, this shit get dangerous
Never thought I`d see the day separate glitter from gold
When friends turn into foes, but it`s the life that I chose
And these hoes look so heaven-sent, but be so devilish
Got spiteful ways, never seen it coming like a tidal wave
Get on my knees every day, I asked God and prayed
That my dirty ways don`t lead me to an early grave
One life to live and it`s survival of the fuckin` fittest
Here come your rivals, when you winnin`, they want competition
And did I mention niggas itchin` to be opposition?
Hit they blocks with glocks with the extensions, now ain`t no tension
Told my old lady how I`m feelin`, she say I`m trippin`
But she don`t know I pray for love
On the block with the thugs
Prayin` a nigga show us love, but ain`t no love, so we get it out the mud
Mama made me feel like I overstayed my welcome
So I packed up my shit and went for seldom, like where`s the fellas?
I`m pretty sure they understand the way I feel
Hotbox the bucket, laugh about how cold the world is
Like ain`t no love in this shit `til you get rich and famous
And these hoes want rappers or ball players
It`s hard to separate the fake, `cause they chose us
Everybody 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) Aha, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (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)