Where Is the Love

I got blood on my hands that I can't wash in the sink
I think it's easier to do things but it's harder to think
That's why I don't sympathize with puppy eyes and dry excuses
I think it's funny how I use my pain for your amusement
Know you gotta have some tough skin and it's a shortage on the cortisone
I see the light but know it's darkness in mi corazón
I'm a triple threat on every single court I'm on
It's game four, I hope you know these niggas goin' home
I play some Marvin Gaye so now you know what's goin' on
Then Miss Badu but never mind, I could go on and on
I know that self-love the best love
So, in solitude, your attitude never forget love

Where the love at, tell me where the love at (Ahh)
Where the love at, I ain't have no one to love, or get the love back
Where the love at, tell me where the love at (Ahh)
Where the love at, I ain't have no one to love, or get the love back

I'm big enough to take account in all of my mistakes
Yeah, I'm workin' on my zen, my nigga Namaste
Reminiscing on them college days
I was stuck between a rock and a harder place
So don't throw stones on me
Words can't hurt from the people that don't know me
Keep my phone on DND for the people that act phony
I'm ready for the top, cause at the bottom it's so lonely
Bitch, I'm back on it
Best of chiropractors, put that skill and they facts on it
Upped the real estate, I bought the land and put tax on it
I've been exercising growth but I think you should relax homie
Really, life is dope but I refuse to relapse on it

Where the love at, tell me where the love at (Ahh)
Where the love at, I ain't have no one to love, or get the love back



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Winfield, Rahkeem Williams
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