[Intro]
Uh, no, no
Yeah, no, no, yeah
I don't say sorry 'cause my mama ain't make no sorry n***a
I might apologize (Yeah)

[Refrain]
Put your trust in me (Music)
You might get fucked up
My family on some shit, ooh, all they know is tough love
Said that truth might be turned up too loud for all you lame bitches
If you ain't my dawg, I don't give a fuck
We fuckin' the same bitches

[Verse 1]
Only difference, you gon' get attached
And she gon' fall in love and she gon' still text me back, yeah
She just wanna fuck again
Soul ties got her stuck again
I'ma send a text like, "Baby girl, you next, right?"
Pullin', make the nets rock
Do it hold your neck right?
I don't do love, might do that drug in my next life

[Chorus]
She say love got a definition
To the world, it's all different
She was raised by them streets
She need love with a little tension
She was raised by them streets
She need love with a little tension
She was raised by them streets
She need love with a little tension
[Refrain]
Put your trust in me, you might get fucked up
My family on some shit, ooh, all they know is tough love
Said that truth might be turned up too loud for all you lame bitches
If you ain't my dawg, I don't give a fuck (Woo)
We fuckin' the same bitches (Okay)

[Verse 2]
If you got a hustle, you can ride with me
Gotta watch the shit you teach your daughter, she your prodigy
Told me that she want it upstairs in iguanas ('Kay)
Moving like a mamba, but she somethin' like her mama, oh
Everybody know that she gon' come up out them clothes
And she gon' do it for a G.O.A.T
She never did it for the low, yeah
Blue face, blue face, she need some hundreds
All about her money

[Chorus]
She was dancin' and she whispered that love got a definition
To the world, it's all different
We was raised by them streets
We need love with a little tension, oh
Oh, we was raised by them streets
We need love with a little tension
Love got a definition
To the world, it's all different
We was raised by them streets
We need love with a little tension, oh, hey
We was raised by the—
We was raised by the—
[Verse 3]
Uh, by the blocks with the shots and the .30s
Fuck you if you perfect, you know you cannot swerve me, heard me
Better not show self when you hit this block
'Cause if you do and your windows tinted, brodie might just let off shots

[Chorus]
Love got a definition
To the world, it's all different
We was raised by them streets
We need love with a little tension
Hey, we was raised by them—
Oh-oh