Love Music

You know, if I could flip this shit to the left
Turn it all the way upside down and throw it
Back in your face, I would
But these, such criticism
I do it for the mental sensation
Not for you simpleton f-

So much better, speaking from the gut
They all shed tears, but they don't really give a fuck
Why do I have a nine to five and still chasing bucks?
'Cause no matter how much I save
It's never quiet enough, so fuck it (ah)

You hoes, promised me that I wouldn't be the one, you did it to
You can't blame me for not believing you
You can't blame me, look what I been through (look what I been through)
Fasten my seatbelt these bitches keep speeding
Finding them reasons that's comfort through season
Know you like penis, you are not innocent DM me secrets

That's why I don't trust none of you bitches
(I don't trust none of you bitches)
Don't like not one of you niggas
(Don't like not one of you niggas)
Y'all out here thinking y'all bigger, facebook killers
And if she ask me about my feelings, I'll unzip the zipper

(Yo take that off, take that shit off)

You hoes promised me that I wouldn't be the one you did it to
You can't blame me for not believing you
And can't blame me for not trusting you
I try my hardest, you doubt me don't fall (won't)
Ohh no, no, no, no, no, no no (no)

Love you mama shouldn't have to explain it
'Cause my daddy didn't have a daddy
Told myself I be the greatest (aye)
Don't need nobody made the payments

Feel the spirit call me crazy, yeah
They mad 'cause they (ooh, look)
They mad 'cause they (ooh, look)
They mad 'cause they (ooh, look)

Look, like twenty some years with this shit
Through criticism, niggas try to kill with this shit
Like why the fuck you even want to deal with this shit?
But I love music, yeah
I just love, I just love this

(Niggas failed to put the motherfuckin' tape in) love lost
(Even if you ran if backwards or slowed it down

How deep is this music shit (It still would flow, still would flow)
Like the oceans in the waves in it (huh)
Who you telling?
Who you telling? (Supposed to)
Ooh-oh-oh, no space for them (aye)
No-oh I gotta pray for, them (hmm)

Ahh-ah-ah, ahh-ah-ah
Aye, aye
Ooh-oh-oh
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Hall
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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