Fuck Love Lyrics

(Uh

Woahhhh

They know we shine

Woah )

Still screaming out fuck love

I could never go trust em

He get shot if he run up

Aint no promise he done up

Asking why i won't cuff her

Cause i prolly won't love her

All this pain i cant cover

I was born in the gutter

I do this shit like its easy

I still be rocking the yeezys

They wanna fuck when they meet me

It cost a fee just to see me

Can't fuck wit em niggas they greedy

Throwing shade on the kiid nd its sleezy

Put em on nd they still wouldn't feed me

Never needed them niggas they need me

If my Brody start shooting i shoot

Gotta stick nd it hang out the roof

Say no words so the feds got no clue

I saw red and went dumb wit the deuce

Bump ya head if you ask for a truce

If he slide then that nigga a fool

I dont wanna fuck wit em they fuu

Know we living and die by the tool

Real nigga thats the way im going out

I don't feel niggas on what they be throwing out

She pop pills nigga but im out here rolling loud

Know i kill niggas so aint no going out

She wanna fuck wit a shine

She wanna baby by mine

I said i love her im lying

I should of put her aside

But that lil bitch to naughty

Nd i can't get her off me

They say good luck charlie

But i dont need none for me

She say that im toxic

Told her stop the nonsense

Ion want hear the gossip

Cause i got me some options

Still same ol me on opp shit

If we see him we pop shit

He up that fire nd dropped it

He in the sky we got him

Still screaming out fuck love

I could never go trust em

He get shot if he run up

Aint no promise he done up

Asking why i won't cuff her

Cause i prolly won't love her

All this pain i cant cover

I was born in the gutter

I do this shit like its easy

I still be rocking the yeezys

They wanna fuck when they meet me

It cost a fee just to see me

Can't fuck wit em niggas they greedy

Throwing shade on the kiid nd its sleezy

Put em on nd they still wouldn't feed me

Never needed them niggas they need me

If my Brody start shooting i shoot

Gotta stick nd it hang out the roof

Say no words so the feds got no clue

I saw red nd went dumb wit the deuce

Bump ya head if you ask for a truce

If he slide then that nigga a fool

I dont wanna fuck wit em they fuu

Know we living & die by the tool

Stop talking nd up it

Still screaming out fuck it

Keep it on me aint tucking

No that boy aint on nothing

I be acting like i aint got nothing to lose

Stick to rap or the streets i dont choose

Now they keep saying that im confused

But i tell em this shit for murdaaaa

Nd i still go spin for murdaaaa

All this shit for murdaaaa

All the sins for murdaaaa

(But i tell em this shit for murdaaaa

Nd i still go spin for murdaaaa

All this shit for murdaaaa

All the sins for murdaaaa )