Fucc Love
Ricc Rida
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F*ck love F*ck 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 F*ck my foes leave em' cold on the cement F*ck these let em' drown in semen F*ck love F*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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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