No Conditions

Leon: I got shampoo in my eye

DJ Nino XX: That’s why we suppose to use products with no conditions

Ace: But these “PEOPLE” love they fake ass traditions then can’t understand the world’s conditions gonna be a hot summer FAITH you got air condition

My love been dragged thru the fires of hell

From the fires of hell a love that won’t bail

No conditions is the positions if a dream you want to sail

In GOD the plan must be held

No matter the rocky swell y’all loyalty will prevail

Lose the conditions on traditions and set sail

My love is unconditional /

Means you aint got a shampoo it out /

Just because of all the other dudes made you scream and shout /

Remember females have also filled my life with doubt /

I’m looking at you /

Looking at me /

We both just need to rub it out /

You understand with me being a God we can grab some bands /

Some bands that won’t to fit in rubber bands /

Our bank roll won’t fold /

Stuff brought never repo /

Show me a love unconditional /

I’ll show you a God so bold /

A God that will put on a show /

Show our children how to put the world on its toes /

Need me a lil baby that gonna listen /

Not one that’s gonna fold /

Need me an old school Jet centerfold /

Not one that gonna put a knife to a God’s throat /

Some one who gonna listen to the stories told /

Some one that I can help show the robes /

Not try hit a God with the robe a dope /

We can light up blunts and pass the smoke /

We aint got to fight and be at each other throat /

If some one try to slide we gonna fill they ass with smoke /

Need me a lil baby don’t mind if we go broke /

Just know we got a backpack filled with hope /

Found me a new lady that is very fine /

She says she can stand the test of time /

I won’t have to punch a clock /

Just to make her feel like I am making time /

She won’t make me feel like I’m in a bind /

Like the country singer than couldn’t get off the wine /

She got my mind moving to the grind /

We gonna grab paper / Cause we got to shine /

Mind on the grind /

She got me up like your uncle doing coke line /

Now my mind sharp like a tack /

Looking at the bank account all we see is the stack