i dont show no love for oopps

Aight, here’s a hard-hitting banger rap about opps—raw, gritty, and cold, with that street anthem energy. Let’s go: 🎤 Title: “No Love for Opps” (Hook – Chorus) I don’t show love to the opps, nah, Catch me ridin’ through the block like a outlaw. Eyes wide, hands high when I pop off, Talk tough, get ghost like a drop-off. No peace, no pass, no parley, I was raised where the wolves and the sharks play. Too deep in the game, no halfway, We don’t talk, we just slide in the dark way. (Verse 1) Came up from the dirt, I ain’t have much, Now the wrist on freeze, that's a cold touch. They was prayin’ on my fall like a last breath, But I bounce back hard like a death threat. Hood dreams in my veins, I don’t sleep light, Heard the opps in the grass, keep the beam tight. Say my name in the wind, better mean right, ‘Cause my dogs go rabid when it seem right. (Hook – Repeat) I don’t show love to the opps, nah, Catch me ridin’ through the block like a outlaw. Eyes wide, hands high when I pop off, Talk tough, get ghost like