Out Of Love (feat. Internet Money)

It's my love, it's your love, it's our love
 And I be thinkin' the world is out of love
 So lovestruck, it's fucked up
 And she don't really care because
 Everybody want the same thing
 New chain, new car and the same ring
 I just wanna make money with the same gang
 New glass, new frame, but the same lane
 Whole team cold different but the same pain
 Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain jane
 Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fame
 I'm committed to myself nigga, so I can't change
 She wanna pop it, lock it, drop it
 I'm so up, baby, stop it
 Tinted windows drivin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin'
 She wanna come, my bitch showin' no love
 Toxic, baby, can't trust, be honest
 She want me to hit it, no boxin'
 Pass the grip, toss it
 Hop in the Bentley, the 'Rari, the Mulsanne
 You got a problem with me? You can come say it
 Pass the lil' thottie off, I had to relay it
 Now when they say my name, they be like, "He made it"
 "Oh shit, that's Tecca, that boy up in N.Y."
 I'm really from Queens, but they say I'm from L.I
 Sixth grade up in two thirty-one with my fellas
 Since out when I moved out the hood, we all fell out
 Obvious that we don't give a fuck
 They used to stick me up
 And now they showin' up
 And now they showin' love
 I'm gettin' love from up above
 No, no, don't hit me up
 No, no, don't hit me up, no, no
 Everybody want the same thing
 New chain, new car and the same ring
 I just wanna make money with the same gang
 New glass, new frame, but the same lane
 Whole team cold different but the same pain
 Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain jane
 Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fame
 I'm committed to myself nigga, so I can't change
 She wanna pop it, lock it, drop it
 I'm so up, stop it
 Tinted windows drivin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin'
 She wanna come, my bitch showin' no love
 Toxic, baby, can't trust, be honest
 She want me to hit it, no boxin'
 Pass the grip, toss it
 It's my love, it's your love, it's our love
 And I be thinkin' the world is out of love
 So lovestruck, it's fucked up
 And she don't really care because
 Everybody want the same thing
 New chain, new car and the same ring
 And I just wanna make money with the same gang
 New glass, new frame, but the same lane
 And the whole team cold different but the same pain
 Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain jane
 Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fame
 I'm committed to myself nigga, so I can't change
 Obvious that we don't give a fuck
 They used to stick me up, stick me up
 I'm gettin' love from up above
 No, no, don't hit me up, hit me up