[Verse 1] [bad word]  [bad word]  away… 
Cupid ain’t [bad word]  throw the gun my way 
Bullets spit at my face, tears fall from the sky 
What a beautiful frown, it has kept me alive 
Seeking for an answer but I fee like I’m far [bad word] [bad word] with a rebellious heart 
What a dangerous game, hope you walk out now 
‘Cause love is a [bad word] and she talks out loud 
Wish I was the type to maybe open my heart 
Said it from the start, [bad word] is cold and it’s dark 
So what? Lust me, or lust me not  [bad word] [bad word] and feelings, I [bad word] my glock 

[Hook] 
Guns to the [bad word] brides 
I thought I told you thugs don’t cry 
I’m on my queen [bad word] 
I’m on my queen [bad word]  yeah… 
Guns to the [bad word] brides 
I thought I told you thugs don’t cry 
I’m on my queen [bad word] 
I’m on my queen [bad word]  yeah… 

[Verse 2] 
Hittin’ the ground, I be hittin’ the ground 
Escapin’, what’s left? I ain’t tryna be found 
You say it’s my fault for dishonoring love? 
But tell me I’ve been smart all along as a thug 
I ain’t takin’ a chance, you get the piece from me 
Love rips you apart, and it’s so easy to see 
So young and naïve, [bad word] looking for me 
‘Cause thugs don’t cry, can’t be waitin’ for me 
Loyal to rap, I’m only loyal to rap 
Sendin’ me love, I’m just gon’ send your [bad word] back 
So tell me, lust me, or lust me not?  [bad word] [bad word] and feelings, I [bad word] my glock