No Love - Fern, Cap 1

Them streets don’t love you, them streets don’t love you

Them streets don’t love you, them streets don’t love you

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Man, the streets don’t love you, the streets don’t love you

Time and time again, have to tell 'em everyday

Then I get up on my knees, then I pray

Then I go and get cheese, tryna get up out the streets

Everyday I hustle like a beast

Everyday I go and I gotta eat

If you don’t work, don’t eat, don’t sleep

Loyalty equal royalty and hopefully with royalty it come bring peace

I been through it all, I’ll survive

Even when they hated on me, never lost pride

Even when they doubted me, I never lost stride

Went in overdrive and I went and got the prize

I do not trust these suckas

Snitches in the gang, they never loved us

These women switchin' and changin' lovers

Just to sleep on them Versace covers

All I know is I just did it

All I know is I’m committed

All I know is I be winnin'

Stayed down from the beginnin'

Proper preparation prevent poor performance

I’m just followin' my literature

Speakin' to 'em like a minister

Two of everything, they identical

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Man, the streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Everybody from by my hood went to Pops' Church

Got saved, some stayed, some backstabbed

You already know how the clock works

So I hit the block with the pot work

My cousin Ray Ray had the Glock work

The flea market had the cut, corner store had the bags

Sorry, mom, made the block hurt

I was caught up heavy listen I was tryna flip a chicken

And stackin' money to the ceilin', that’s how that work

I’m tryna be a legend, but my mind’s blurred

'Til I got a stop sign, to the cell block

And I took time and realized and observed

This a part of life you never get told, bruh

Live from the open big dorms and door route

I still flashback, honest B

And I kept it one trill, and how I made through honestly

I been home five, 'bout to be home six

See others who never went still strugglin' for a rent

Bein' doin' real good 'bout to hit the strip

Cause it feelin' like a boss off of one hit

I remember, it was like a rush I never felt

Woke up sober in a prison cell

That’ll get you thinkin' 'bout your life quick

Wonder if your people gon' remember you when you locked in

You say you 'bout that life, here’s a pop quiz

And I’m still 'gon stay on topic

When from straight drop to drop hits

This that off grade, and you don’t even know that it was comin'

Cause it gotta be a?

and Cap will make a record, right

This here not for the high blood pressure type

But for the humble that’s gon' take a heed, listen up

Streets don’t love you, and you don’t gotta commit to 'em

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Them streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

Man, the streets don’t love you, man, the streets don’t love you

My brother took a L and numbed to the face

Brother took a loss, yeah, he lost a case

Streets don’t love you, no that’s not the case

No that’s not the vibe?

you should make

This is more than just a rapper pourin' out his heart through a mic

And I know y’all ain’t used to this

My guy hopped off that crucifix

I wrote this for the kid on the train on your way to connect

The connect, and cop you some bricks

Motivation, how you should get

Work smart, not hard, what I used to think

Everything ain’t easy, this gon' take time

This here more than music, supercedes rhyme

This be that flow that be askin' me, «How does he do it?»

But this here’s gift, I don’t question it

It comes from the Lord and I rap in His name

So who would I be if

I ain’t mention it, Fernie

You started to believe the statements that have been spoken over your life.

You started to believe all the lies that he’s been feeding you.

I mean, at first you were able to handle it.

But after the thirtieth time,

after fortieth time, after the sixtieth time, you started to believe that you

were too stupid, that you were too weak, that you didn’t have anything going

for you.

And God just wanted to remind you that none of that is true.

You are His child, and you are His creation.

He knitted you together in your

mother’s womb.

He pieced you together bit by bit.

You belong to Him.

You may not know your parents, you may not know your mom or your daddy,

but you have a Father in heaven who loves you.

Please believe He calls you His

own.

You are His child