Leonardo DiLa Renta

I hate dat I love you
I love dat I hate you
Sticks stones
Gats chrome
Don't let it break you
I was alone
Out in da cold
Pray for a breakthrough
Young nigga got smarter
Das when times got harder

Swear to god I just been looking for help
Lost all my folks tryna look 4 myself
Get to da wealth
Das what they said
Easy to say when they so far aheadd
Chico da Baker
He get to the bread
Anyway
Any day
Anyhow
I just linked up with the plug
Hit my line
For the pounds

I don't be getting no sleep
Stress got me hating to eat
Just gimme guap
Everyday I'm in the lanes
Feel like I'm bowling but none of da pins wanna drop
Who da fuck I gotta rob?
Dis is the plot
Run in and lift up the chop
Put the money in the bag
I'm not gon say it again

I ain't gon say it again
I remember I was 10
Young nigga widda plan
Felt like Diddy tryna make me a band

Stack it and flip it den repeat again
Too many L's for da kid not to win
Stack it and flip it den repeat again
Too many L's for da kid not to win

I just been chasing the dream
I just been running it up
Fuck do you mean
Bitch I been going insane
Drinking to numb the pain

I hate dat I love you
I love dat I hate you
Sticks stones
Gats chrome
Don't let it break you
I was alone
Out in da cold
Pray for a breakthrough
Young nigga got smarter
Das when times got harder

I'm chasing the top of the world

Really tho I'm afraid of heights
I just wanna make my momma proud
I just pray da water ain't my vice
I just pray the liquor ain't my crutch
Po'n up
If I'm rollin' up
Better bring a stage
Cuz I'm rollin loud
It been hard for me to crack a smile
Chasing money racking up the miles
I don't want it
Forced to have it
Hatred building up aggressive habits
I was passive when it came to passion
Now the fire lit this a hunned matches
You can't match em
This ain't tennis
Need the diamonds on Serena Williams
Only winning
Low beginnings
Pray to God that we see higher endings
Pray to God that we see higher endings



Credits
Writer(s): Malik Lewis
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