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Toxic Love

I was told that love hurts
But I'm still out tryna find it
We all know it's a part of life
Somehow still blinded
Try and stay away from toxic people
Somehow still find me
Think I learned my lesson
But I love when you try to fight me
I know that's my toxic trait
And you my toxic bate
I know I need some change
It hurts my heart be aching
Addictive love we making
For you got too much patience
For others I won't make it
For you I'm rearranging
I know that's my toxic trait
And you my toxic bae
I know I need some change
It hurts my heart be aching
Addictive love we making
For you got too much patience
For others I won't make it
For you I'm rearranging

I be thinking to myself
Why am I like this?
Women be throwin' themselves to me
But somehow can't pick the right bitch
Somehow swing at the wrong pitch
Say what I wanna hear, she see the wrist
Say what I wanna hear, she see the whip
Don't wanna be famous, just wanna be rich
Sideline type shorty
Stay up out the light for me
Do what we gotta do, keepin' our privacy
Blast me on socials, that never sat right with me
She finna come when I got her, won't ride with me
Started off what we got what a lie to me
She only use me for entertainment
When she get her heart broke come cryin' to me

I was told that love hurts
But I'm still out tryna find it
We all know it's a part of life
Somehow still blinded
Try and stay away from toxic people
Somehow still find me
Think I learned my lesson
But I love when you try to fight me
I know that's my toxic trait
And you my toxic bate
I know I need some change
It hurts my heart be aching
Addictive love we making
For you got too much patience
For others I won't make it
For you I'm rearranging
I know that's my toxic trait
And you my toxic bae
I know I need some change
It hurts my heart be aching
Addictive love we making
For you got too much patience
For others I won't make it
For you I'm rearranging
I know that's my toxic trait
And you my toxic bae
I know I need some change
It hurts my heart be aching
Addictive love we making
For you got too much patience
For others I won't make it
For you I'm rearranging

If I
Don't know the bitch, Imma slide in the striker
She might be with a opps, textin' them niggas there go him right there
Don't wanna have to use it but I will
I'm no gangster, got no kills
I just get money and stay in my feels
Off day hoopin I stay out the field
Burned by love, so I stay to myself, count up
Cause the money won't leave you, unless you fuck it up
Can I get my rolls on dubs?
What about the rolls on dubs?
I can't have no ratchet bitch around me wearin' uggs
Ew

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Writer(s): Andrew Howell
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