Love Hate

If it ain't authentic I don't want it
Yeah I don't even want it
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

We been growing distant you been what I'm missing
Girl we just need to make some time
I'ma make this my mission
And I already made my decision
I just kept it real you the one that was tripping
Why you had to paint me as a villian
You the one that always went missing
You the one that's got me in my feelings
Got me in my feelings
Now I'm getting lifted
Tryna forget this
Back to the digits
Tryna make a million
Girl I had to get you off my mind
All a nigga needed was some time
All I really needed was some space
Had to get that lil' bitch out the way
Now a nigga back to getting paid

Young nigga up and she know it
Pour my cup overflowing
Bad bitches in my section
These bad bitches young & reckless
All my niggas young & reckless
I don't do diamonds I do pendants
Need a bad bitch independent
In a fast whip lane switching

I know she want Louis V all on her feet
Birkin bag maybe that's all that she need
She spent a 100 bands just in a week
She got her hair done her nails all on fleek
She testing me baby what do you teach
She give me brain now I know what she teach
I got her screaming loud just like a priest
And that booty looking just like a peach (Yeah)

She sip me like Arizona Tea
Got my mind blown like a Kennedy
And my mind gone like I'm off a bean
I don't fuck with ex's unless I'm popping beans
You a bad bitch put you on the team
New brackets now I'm in a different league
These bad habits got me in the streets
And the way you did me with no sympathy
Got a nigga living with no sympathy
I know she'll never forget me
And I know they always gon' remember me
Like jackets put on for my city



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Kalonji
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