Fucc Love

Fuck love
Fuck love

It's five-thirty in the morning
I'm wide eyed but I'm yawning
Cant go to sleep cuz I'm on it
Got to watch the streets cuz they want me
Paranoid but I'm focused
That prison time made me hopeless
i miss my mom I can't cope with it
Just poured a eight I'm like kobe
I know they speaking on my name
But they money aint changed
Look in my eyes see the pain
While I smile its for play
I really dont like to hang
Same niggah same gang
Rest In Peace dwayne
I got three heats d-wade
Bitch ass niggahs they shot up my niggah
Whenever I catch em' I'm squeezing on triggers
You bitches is soft my niggahs is with it
I'm living my life I don't care who else living
Understand this shit taken not given
Swear to god I be in different cities
Trappin hard got my dawgs getting litty
I aint never been a rat thats timmy
Them niggahs robbed me but they aint kill me
Is it god or is it the demons
I dont know but I know we aint even
Fuck my foes leave em' cold on the cement
Fuck these let em' drown in semen
Fuck love
Fuck love
It aint never helped me out
All it did was stress me out
Kicked my last bitch out
Since my last bitch
Last bitch
My heart done vanished casket
I aint never have it now I'm having shit
If i want them kicks I go grab
They overrated ya a bad bitch
Do anything for that cash bitch
Why the fuck you think they call us cashhead
In Kansas trappin im from cali
My daughter love thats what matters
Four time felon and a addict
I hope she learn from what her dad did
Ever since I hit my head I was bad kid
Me and my mama use to clash we aint have shit
And when she passed grew up fast niggah that quick
That's why I get this paper like a fax print
I ain't never giving up you got to cap
Imma always run it up like track meet
Trying hard niggah not to be the past me
But they trying me hard this past week
Always keep a couple bands for them bail fees
Always keep something laying in the back seat
Got the forty with the thirty that's a tag team
Ya niggah that's the homer and the maggie
I'll have a niggah running like a athlete
But that's only if a niggah try and crash me
To fly to get blood on my white sneaks
I don't really give a fuck if you like me
Money is the only thing that entice me
You probably only do it for ig
Cant juice me up like hi-c
I can pull your card like I.D
Watch a niggah go in live I.V
Catch a niggah on lean and molly
Even smoked a little weed that ivory
Snoop dogg o.g. Bob marley
I swear for god that times get hard
But I got harder for daughter
Thank god that I ain't caught up
Dead or shot up
Lord only knows how I was brought
Ya lord only know how we was brought up



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Writer(s): Rickie Porter
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