Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Rittz Album: Dominion Song: Love * Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com * Strange Music pre-order bonus track [Rittz] I, look around my circle of friends that got smaller All the contempt they had balled up It all eventually gets brought up Bitchin at me like I intended to just dog 'em Look at my phone and notice I got a missed call from one of my homies and next one text starts blowin up It's a homie I knew growin up A close friend but his text suggests that we ain't close enough I started readin and lost my, buzz I was at a loss for words A bunch of paragraphs tellin me he salty I never call him and cut him off like loss of love That couldn't be more false but it's always my fault They drunk and mad at life and on to vent at a scapegoat Really they preventin they true feelings They go on about the money, they just wanna ride the tail of my raincoat But they ain't really mad cause I don't call no more They just jealous of the squad on tour But all them dudes work hard and I offered you a job before but you expect to do nothin and get a dollar for it Man I wish I had a dollar for the friends that I seen walk towards the same revolvin door Sayin "Fuck me" with they middle fingers up I used to forgive 'em but I'm no longer feelin sorry for 'em Homie no wonder why they call you a, bitch How the fuck a grown man gonna text another man trippin, makin threats? Said he'd take his own life, blamin him for his debts Cause the steps he took were all wrong, should've seen it all 'long My little homie told me that I was dead to him Guess he went from bein drunk to soberin up cause when I told him I would check his chin He tried to say it's [Chorus: Rittz] LOVE, this love ain't the same They say it's LOVE, they just love to complain There ain't no LOVE, this love got me drained All these leeches that I keep around me suckin the blood out my veins There ain't no love, nah Love, mm There ain't no LOVE, this love got me drained All these leeches that I keep around me suckin the blood out my veins There ain't no LOVE! [Tech N9ne] They say you wanna lose a fan you go fuck 'em And said you can't be their idol on top of carnally touch 'em I wanna be lovin, when I'm on the the road alone it be suckin Performin, he clutchin a angel when they corner me bustin I met a lot of great women on the road Carefully pickin Nina didn't get with the hoes I'm the ticket to kick it when they wanna visit the shows But in time if you stick it and she dig it then it corrodes Slowly, cause when they really get to know me solely They wanna hold me, hopin that we grow to be oldies In Holy matrimony, snatch a brodie From rap, the road, see a sad emoji Cause that will never happen, I'll be forever rappin They never do see me enough to be my better half and The love they had begins to dwindle All of the huge fan lovin is out the window All of the nights full of life smokin the indo Holla the wife and the lights off in the limo Haul of the pipe and the fights cause of a bimbo begins to crescendo, now the love is in limbo Then no, memo, when you come back and try to rekindle You're given no info, they will never again show Believin in you is over like Shinto Makin a good nigga wanna become a nympho That ain't love, walk around the club and fuck e'rybody They lovin the music and wanna give you their body And share naughty erotic fantasies in the closet But when you gotta go they be sobbin and pause it Not a fan and never was Got a little personal with him and got a grudge And never be in a crowd even with a bigger buzz Because a kiss and a hug and plug, you wanna shove a thug It ain't [Chorus]