Pure Love - Hate

Sippin' syrup 'til I die, 'cause it's fuck Lucki anyway, right
Huh, ayy
It's real love every time, and I meant that, ayy
Of course, ayy

It's real love every time, and I meant that
No reward for the real, we don't get plaques
Gave Chantel my whole heart, and she a mismatch
Can you stay off the flight, baby miss that, ayy, ayy

No more getting high before we eat
Who gon' do you wrong after me?
Who gon' prove my case ho? I see blue lights after me
Hellcat, Jewish how the case gone

I stay from the east, 'cause the lake cold
God mad at me
I got no regrets, unless I make those
I miss all the block parties, tumbling on maple
Now I take a dirty sprite and flip it, it's the same though, ayy

Ayy, it's so many hoes mad at me, uh
I posted that slut 'cause she was free
Still my mommy angel
I just cool with demons in the street
She love me for my goals and hate the lean
Who gon' play the fake role?
Who gon' have my back when I need it?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

It's real love every time, and I meant that
No reward for the real, we don't get plaques
It's real love every time, and I meant that

But it's fuck me, so you ain't gon' understand it
Of course not, of course you ain't gon' understand it



Credits
Writer(s): Abdul Thompson, Lc Camel Jr, Johnny Rayborn
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