Intro 
(Tre made this beat) 
That's real shit, bro, like 
After you like a, a baby, a child, a little kid 
If you lucky enough, you know what I'm sayin'? 
After you a child, bruh, ain't no love in this shit, man, for real 
This shit rough, man 
You got a long road, boy, a cold one 
Straight up 
Only love what you do for 'em 
The only kinda love out here, my nigga 

Verse 
Who can you trust in this cold, cold world? Better get a blanket 
It's worse than the wild, wild west, this shit get dangerous 
Never thought I'd see the day separate glitter from gold 
When friends turn into foes, but it's the life that I chose 
And these hoes look so heaven-sent, but be so devilish 
Got spiteful ways, never seen it coming like a tidal wave 
Get on my knees every day, I asked God and prayed 
That my dirty ways don't lead me to an early grave 
One life to live and it's survival of the fuckin' fittest 
Here come your rivals, when you winnin', they want competition 
And did I mention niggas itchin' to be opposition? 
Hit they blocks with Glocks with the extensions, now ain't no tension 
Told my old lady how I'm feelin', she say I'm trippin' 
But she don't know I pray for love 
On the block with the thugs 
Prayin' a nigga show us love, but ain't no love, so we get it out the mud 
Mama made me feel like I overstayed my welcome 
So I packed up my shit and went for seldom, like where's the fellas? 
I'm pretty sure they understand the way I feel 
Hotbox the bucket, laugh about how cold the world is 
Like ain't no love in this shit 'til you get rich and famous 
And these hoes want rappers or ball players 
It's hard to separate the fake, 'cause they chose us 
Everybody showed up when we blowed up 

Outro
(And that's real shit, you know what I'm sayin')
I pray for, uh, I pray for love (And you wonder why I question everything, man), yeah
(Every female in my life, I'm talking 'bout everything, bro, it wasn't no love in this shit)
I pray for love (It's cold, real cold, you know what I'm sayin')
I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's it, no love in this shit)
(Tellin' you, ain't no love in this shit, dawg)
(When you succeed, that's the only love out here, my nigga)
(This shit cold, bruh, for real, that's why)
I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain't no love out here for us, I'm telling you, straight up)
(Tre made this beat)