Love Me, Love Me Not
Love me or love me not this shit could get confusing
I need a ride or die to hold finger back from shooting
Had to hit the streets because his dreams fell short of hooping
Tough up on the live but in the streets you make no movement
Yous a shooter thooter
hit my line I never knew her
got the badest bitch I didn’t chase but I pursued her
Now u come around u wasn’t down when we was looters
So don’t call my phone for nothing less you talking bout a shooter
He ain’t touched a band
He smokin cocaine outta can
Remember all those days when I was down didn’t get no hand
I did it by myself this ain’t no collab or no band
And when Brodie ask for money said I’ll give him what I can
I said love or love me not I tired of all these jealous thots
Rolling back her eyes we chest to chest she yelling never stop
if I fall I love then it’s my job I gotta hit the spot
Don’t worry bout no rubber wanna feel her so I hit it raw
Aye aye Jus let jus lemme take a pause
I’m weighing all my options
Grab a pen and write the pros and cons
You playing with your life you touch my brother you gon feel it hard
Don’t hesitate to blow we’ll leave a hole bitch
not a scar
Aye Ayo ynot lad The AR
Finna hit a stain up on those goofies that jus play hard
all they do bark don’t got no bite they shooting airsoft
Last one to speak up on my dead ones got they’re dreads off
Aye Yea I’m fr fr
Poppin on em thiries like Candy trick or treat with pills
He told me he can fill my shoes
I told her he can’t pay his bills
This shits up in my vains just hit the brakes I think it’s time to chill
Aye aye This love shit ain’t for me
If this music shit don’t work
Then it’s back to the streets
Aye aye This love shit ain’t for me
If u think you hear them sirens better duck and weave
Man I said it
I like my bitches reckless
Ahead of the game I play her brain
Jus like it’s tettress
Homie said I think her bestie badder gotta test it
I ain’t trippin on nun I been in it
And confess it
But she textin
Ain’t gon reply jus give time
When you only chasing dollars don’t give two fucks about a dime
These bitches with they hand up might as well hold up a sign
And Why commit a crime and then go cry about the time
I mean for real but baby what u want
I’m Tired of all that basic shit
I’m upgrading my funds
Think I’ll waste my breathe up on a goofy
Bitch you dumb
Drugs to ease pain
I’ll take them bitches till I’m numb
But love me or love me not
I think I’m really trippin
Can’t wait to end my shift
To make that booty hit the ceiling
When the time is right I give a thumbs up to my villains
Get the check an run it back
Knowing one day we’ll have millions
Love me or love not shit could get confusing need a ride or die to hold my finger back from shooting