Hate To Love

Shoulda been born in the future
Before my time, Marty Mcfly
Be my tutor
Give me your mind, show me what's right
I don't wanna lose her
But she can't be mind, she ain't my type
But I can't refuse her
Singing my lines, giving me fines
She know I ain't a loser
I'm too nice, I can't deny
You know I love you til I die
If you by my side
But you undecided
But we too divided
You too two sided

You too two sided
Like I know karate
I wanna kick it with you
What you doing friday
Are you heading my way
Imma be on the highway
Drive to the plug to hydrate
Do you wanna dilate

Do you or not
Let me know
Do you wanna rot
Or do you wanna grow

Do you wanna grow with me
Ain't no tag, they know when it's me
Ain't no act, I know how I be
Do you wanna blow with me

East coast, smoking on Cali
I was getting gas like Israelis
Got a wyo text from a baddie
Told that lil hoe send me the addy
Got too many bags, I need a caddy
Bitch I need jack, I got the cactus
I'm coming over when I'm outta practice
Please don't tell me that you're out of practice
Bitch I'm a dog, I like it backwards
I gotta focus on what matters
Focus in like amoeba
I'd call the reaper for ya, no receiver
I'm a believer, so imma believe her
When she say she leaving and keeping it equal
Why not, she ain't giving me reasons
Quit my job cuz I'm paid, I don't need it
I always find a way to get even
Make my point with my paper, my thesis

Do you love me still
I know you hate to love
But that hate ain't real
Are you fucked up
I know how you feel
Let me know what's up
Are you gon' let me drill
You gon' let me kill
Treat me like I'm Melly
Roll up this rosemary
I already got so many
Been nothing but friendly
So come smoke this shit with me
I do not get jelly
Hear her voice, hear her voice on the telephone
Don't know why she calling
Told her I gotta go
Cuz that money calling
She already know I care more for balling
I'm not a hero, save yourself from falling
Save yourself, not me
Watch your health, it's free
I'm off that kelp, that green
Want some help, or need
I can't tell, or see
What you felt, so tell me
You roosevelt, I mean
You a perfect ten to me

Do you love me still
I know you hate to love
But that hate ain't real
You gon' hold a grudge
Gon' feel how you feel
That is not my problem
That is not my drama

I am so Osama
Imma shoot my shotta
Da duh da duh da duh
Is that a si or nada
Make me feel like Rylo
You make it easy to love
You make it easy to love
You make it easy to love

Do you love me still
I know you hate to love
But that hate ain't real
You gon' hold a grudge
Gon' feel how you feel
That is not my problem
That is not my drama



Credits
Writer(s): Collin Innes
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