Fuck Love

Fuck love
Love get you killed
You saying that you bout it that aint even how you built
You aint having no motion you aint having nothing goin on anyways man
You know what the fuck goin
Free Smoke

Fuck love (Fuck love)
Love get you killed you killed (Killed)
You saying that you bout it (Bout it) that aint even how you built
(You know that... I know that)
I knew you wasn't real (Aint)
You was faking from the start (The start) imagine how I feel (Imagine)
All the time I invested all the cash I threw to ya
Fuck love that got me nothing (Nothing)
I'll do it on my own (My own)
Fuck love (Fuck love) my heart gone (Gone)
It aint nothing to talk about no more (Nothing)
I'm chasing money I aint worried bout a hoe (Sack chasing)
I try to run through a whole truckload
Fuck love I don't even want it no more

You give a nigga a handout (A handout)
They act like you never did nothing for them (Never)
I didn't (I didn't) have to do it lil nigga is you dumb (Dummy)
Grew up in a section (Section) dope hole slums (Dope hole)
If you aint got a 5 lil nigga you a bum (A bum)
That's just the way the shit is (Way the shit is)
I aint showing no more love (No love) cause love get you killed (Hit)
The fuck they talking bout (Fuck you talking bout)
They are not in the field (You aint... I aint seen ya)
The first rapper in the city to touch a mill (Its Benji)
Bet I be the one to do it (I bet)
Trap house all day late night making music (Music)
Get a bitch (Bitch) and treat her like her ass stupid (Stupid)
The fuck you thought this was (fuck you thought)
Lil Bitch I'm not no Cupid (Nah aint none of that goin on)

Fuck love (Fuck love)
Love get you killed you killed (Killed)
You saying that you bout it (bout it) that aint even how you built
(You know that... I know that)
I knew you wasn't real (Aint)
You was faking from the start (The start) imagine how I feel (Imagine)
All the time I invested all the cash I threw to ya
Fuck love that got me nothing (Nothing)
I'll do it on my own (My own)
Fuck love (Fuck love) my heart gone (Gone)
It aint nothing to talk about no more (Nothing)
I'm chasing money I aint worried bout a hoe (Sack chasing)
I try to run through a whole truckload
Fuck love I don't even want it no more



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Writer(s): Vonterius Smith
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