No Love
M.A.M.A. Lyrics


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You've always been a good child
Come on, let's talk
No, mommy
I wasn't always a good child, mommy
Y'all niggas think I ain't come from the bottom, man
Oh, y'all think I ain't still speakin' that street shit?
Come on, man (come on)
Fuck the streets, man
The streets don't love us

Man, we livin' to die
For my fam, man, I'm willin' to die
That image of my brother layin' dead is still in my mind
You can see the pain still in my eyes
That smile you see me with, man, that shit a disguise
I ain't happy, nigga (happy)
Ain't shit sweet (no)
Seein' a young black man goin' six feet (damn)
Oh, you tough nigga (oh, you tough)
But you ten deep
I got two lions with me, you got ten sheep (pussy)
Street math, blood (huh?)
Ain't no time for no beef, I'm chasin' the bag, blood (huh?)
I left my opps in the past, blood
Ain't no bad blood (nah)
I got three eyes open, one in the back, blood (huh?)
Just in case these niggas get out of character (glitt)
I'm runnin' from police, hoppin' the banister (we out)
I'm takin' risks for my mother, just to take care of her (I love you, ma)
And you can call me a dyke, but niggas was scared of her (they was scared)
I swear my heart colder than winter in Canada (huh?)
That's why I carried the heater
Used to drink the Hennessy by the liter
I used to be at Blu crib, weighin' and baggin' the weed up (fact)
Stuff the pack in the box and brief a little bit in my sneaker
Posted up in the V, seein' the D's try and creep up
Just to harass us, just to be dickheaded bastards
Searchin' the car, tryna trap us
But can't prove that we trappers (no)
Never went to church, 'cause I believe in God, not a pastor
Yeah, the Devil work, but God work faster
I seen my brother go from human to Casper
From a bed to a casket
Tryna move on, but it's like my life goin' backwards
Life a bitch, man, I swear every nigga done smashed her
Sometimes I hate that bitch with a passion
I believe in real life
Y'all niggas believe what y'all read in the caption
We ain't tweetin', I ain't preachin'
Man, we really in action
Nothin' change, still quick to crack the egg in ya basket, motherfucker

Ain't no love in the streets
Fuck you, if you ain't fuckin' with me
All that love that you showin', that mean nothin' to me
I don't trust niggas, niggas be plottin' and schemin'
Really tryna rock you to sleepin'
Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Is it because the money bustin' out the seams?
I swear there's no love in these streets
Ain't no love in these (uh)

I couldn't thank my mama enough (thank you)
She the reason I don't give up
She the reason I'm tough (I love you, ma)
She the reason if a bitch leave me, I don't give a fuck (no)
'Cause a bitch is just a bitch and a nut is a nut
These hoes choosin' (huh?)
This world is full of fake and confusion (facts)
I'm just married to the money and committed to music (facts)
Real niggas still exist, I'm one of the few who can prove it (facts)
Loyalty nowadays is just a painted illusion
Crazy, you can have heat with the same nigga you cool with (uh)
End up shootin' the same nigga you shoot with (glitt)
Moral of the story, man, watch who you move with
'Cause that jealousy ain't nothin' to fool with (uh, uh)
Man, they left my brother dead on that pavement (on that pavement)
The same niggas he would hang with and bang with (what the fuck?)
And we claimin' this gang shit (what?)
That's why I keep the Glock when I'm sleepin'
'Cause I don't even trust the niggas I eat with

Ain't no love in the streets
Fuck you if you ain't fuckin' with me
All that love that you showin', that mean nothin' to me
I don't trust niggas, niggas be plottin' and schemin'
Really tryna rock you to sleepin'
Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Is it because the money bustin' out the seams?




I swear there's no love in these streets
Ain't no love in these

Overall Meaning

This M.A.M.A.'s song, "No Love," paints a picture of the harshness of the street life. The lyrics are a reflection of the hard life experienced on the streets, where love is scarce, loyalty is fleeting, and danger lurks around every corner. The song speaks to the struggles and hardships of life in the ghetto.


In the opening verse, the rapper admits to his mother that he wasn't always a good child. He also acknowledges that his street life is still a part of him, despite the desire to leave it behind. He reveals that the streets don't love anyone and that living there is akin to a death sentence.


The song's chorus emphasizes the lack of love in the streets and challenges anyone who isn't loyal to go their own way. The second verse is an extension of the theme of the first verse, detailing the harsh realities of life on the streets. The rapper speaks about his brother's death, the pain still visible in his eyes, and the smile he wears being just a facade.


Overall, the song highlights the dangers of Chicago's streets and the importance of staying true to one's own principles.


Line by Line Meaning

You've always been a good child
You have consistently been well-behaved and respectful.


Come on, let's talk
Let's have a conversation and discuss something.


No, mommy
No, mother


I wasn't always a good child, mommy
I have not always been well-behaved, mother.


Y'all niggas think I ain't come from the bottom, man
You all believe I did not come from a disadvantaged background.


Oh, y'all think I ain't still speakin' that street shit?
Oh, you all believe I have stopped talking about street life?


Come on, man (come on)
Let's go, man.


Fuck the streets, man
The streets do not care about us, man.


The streets don't love us
The streets do not have any affection for us.


Man, we livin' to die
Man, our purpose in life is ultimately death.


For my fam, man, I'm willin' to die
I am willing to sacrifice my life for my family, man.


That image of my brother layin' dead is still in my mind
I still vividly remember seeing my deceased brother.


You can see the pain still in my eyes
The pain is still evident in my eyes.


That smile you see me with, man, that shit a disguise
The smile you see on my face is merely a mask.


I ain't happy, nigga (happy)
I am not truly happy, my friend.


Ain't shit sweet (no)
Nothing is pleasant.


Seein' a young black man goin' six feet (damn)
Witnessing a young black man being buried six feet under.


Oh, you tough nigga (oh, you tough)
Oh, you think you are tough, my friend?


But you ten deep
However, you have a large group of people with you.


I got two lions with me, you got ten sheep (pussy)
I have two brave and fearless individuals with me, while you have ten weak and easily influenced individuals.


Street math, blood (huh?)
The realities of the streets, my friend.


Ain't no time for no beef, I'm chasin' the bag, blood (huh?)
There is no time for conflicts, as I am focused on pursuing financial success.


I left my opps in the past, blood
I have left my enemies in the past.


Ain't no bad blood (nah)
There is no animosity.


I got three eyes open, one in the back, blood (huh?)
I am vigilant and aware of my surroundings at all times.


Just in case these niggas get out of character (glitt)
In case these individuals act in an unexpected manner.


I'm runnin' from police, hoppin' the banister (we out)
I am evading the police by jumping over the railing.


I'm takin' risks for my mother, just to take care of her (I love you, ma)
I am willing to take dangerous actions to provide for and support my mother.


And you can call me a dyke, but niggas was scared of her (they was scared)
And even if you insult me, people were afraid of her.


I swear my heart colder than winter in Canada (huh?)
I promise you, my heart is as cold as the winters in Canada.


That's why I carried the heater
That is why I carried a firearm.


Used to drink the Hennessy by the liter
I used to consume large quantities of Hennessy.


I used to be at Blu crib, weighin' and baggin' the weed up (fact)
I used to handle and package marijuana at Blu's residence.


Stuff the pack in the box and brief a little bit in my sneaker
I would place the packaged drugs in a box and hide a small portion in my sneaker.


Posted up in the V, seein' the D's try and creep up
I would be stationed in the vehicle, observing the police trying to approach surreptitiously.


Just to harass us, just to be dickheaded bastards
Merely to bother and annoy us, simply being disagreeable individuals.


Searchin' the car, tryna trap us
Searching the vehicle, attempting to catch us in illegal activities.


But can't prove that we trappers (no)
However, they are unable to provide evidence that we engage in illegal drug distribution.


Never went to church, 'cause I believe in God, not a pastor
I never attended church because my faith lies in God, not in a pastor.


Yeah, the Devil work, but God work faster
Indeed, the Devil is active, but God's actions are quicker.


I seen my brother go from human to Casper
I witnessed my brother's transition from being alive to becoming a ghost-like figure, just like Casper.


From a bed to a casket
From a hospital bed to a coffin.


Tryna move on, but it's like my life goin' backwards
Attempting to progress, but it feels like my life is regressing.


Life a bitch, man, I swear every nigga done smashed her
Life can be cruel and challenging, every person has experienced hardship.


Sometimes I hate that bitch with a passion
At times, I strongly dislike life.


I believe in real life
I have faith in reality.


Y'all niggas believe what y'all read in the caption
You all believe whatever you read in social media captions.


We ain't tweetin', I ain't preachin'
We are not using Twitter, and I am not delivering a sermon.


Man, we really in action
We are truly involved and engaged in real-life activities.


Nothin' change, still quick to crack the egg in ya basket, motherfucker
Nothing has changed, I am still ready to disrupt and damage your plans, you idiot.


Ain't no love in the streets
There is no love or compassion in the streets.


Fuck you, if you ain't fuckin' with me
To hell with you if you do not support or associate with me.


All that love that you showin', that mean nothin' to me
The affection you display towards me holds no value in my eyes.


I don't trust niggas, niggas be plottin' and schemin'
I do not trust people, as they are often planning and plotting against me.


Really tryna rock you to sleepin'
Genuinely attempting to deceive and manipulate you.


Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why do they despise me without any justification?


Is it because the money bustin' out the seams?
Could it be due to the excessive wealth I possess?


I swear there's no love in these streets
I promise you, there is no compassion or affection in these streets.


I couldn't thank my mama enough (thank you)
I cannot express enough gratitude towards my mother.


She the reason I don't give up
She is the motivation behind my perseverance.


She the reason I'm tough (I love you, ma)
She is the reason I am strong and resilient.


She the reason if a bitch leave me, I don't give a fuck (no)
She is the reason I am not affected when a woman leaves me.


'Cause a bitch is just a bitch and a nut is a nut
Because a woman is just a woman, and sexual pleasure is merely that.


These hoes choosin' (huh?)
These promiscuous women are making choices.


This world is full of fake and confusion (facts)
This world is filled with deception and misunderstanding.


I'm just married to the money and committed to music (facts)
I am solely devoted to accumulating wealth and pursuing my music career.


Real niggas still exist, I'm one of the few who can prove it (facts)
Authentic individuals still exist, and I am one of the few who can demonstrate it.


Loyalty nowadays is just a painted illusion
Nowadays, loyalty is merely a deceptive facade.


Crazy, you can have heat with the same nigga you cool with (uh)
It is absurd that you can have conflicts with someone you were once close to.


End up shootin' the same nigga you shoot with (glitt)
Eventually, you may end up shooting someone you were once aligned with.


Moral of the story, man, watch who you move with
The lesson to be learned is to be cautious about the people you associate with.


'Cause that jealousy ain't nothin' to fool with (uh, uh)
Because jealousy is a dangerous emotion that should not be underestimated.


Man, they left my brother dead on that pavement (on that pavement)
Those individuals left my brother lifeless on the road.


The same niggas he would hang with and bang with (what the fuck?)
The very same individuals he would spend time with and engage in criminal activities.


And we claimin' this gang shit (what?)
And we proudly associate ourselves with this gang lifestyle.


That's why I keep the Glock when I'm sleepin'
That is why I keep a firearm beside me when I am sleeping.


'Cause I don't even trust the niggas I eat with
Because I do not even trust the individuals I have meals with.


Ain't no love in the streets
There is no love or compassion in the streets.


Fuck you if you ain't fuckin' with me
To hell with you if you do not support or associate with me.


All that love that you showin', that mean nothin' to me
The affection you display towards me holds no value in my eyes.


I don't trust niggas, niggas be plottin' and schemin'
I do not trust people, as they are often planning and plotting against me.


Really tryna rock you to sleepin'
Genuinely attempting to deceive and manipulate you.


Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why do they despise me without any justification?


Is it because the money bustin' out the seams?
Could it be due to the excessive wealth I possess?


I swear there's no love in these streets
I promise you, there is no compassion or affection in these streets.




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Dylan Graham, Karen Domino White, Katorah Marrero, Matthew Jacobson

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