Testo Pure love - hate Lucki

Pure love - hate

Sippin' syrup till I die, 'cause its fuck Lucki anyway, right
Huh, ayy
It's real love every time, and I meant that, ayy
Of course, ayy

It's real love every time, and I meant that
No reward for the real?we?don't?get plaques
Gave Chantel?my whole heart,?and she a mismatch
Can you stay off the flight, baby miss that, ayy ayy—
No more getting high before we eat
Who gon' do you wrong after me
Who gone prove my case ho, I see blue lights after me
Hellcat, Jewish how the case gone
I stay from the East, cause the lake cold
God mad at me
I got no regrets, unless I make those
I miss all the block parties, tumbling on Maple
Now I take a dirty sprite and flip it, it's the same though, ayy
Ayy, it's so many hoes mad at me
I posted that slut cause she was free
Still my mommy angel
I just cool with demons in the street
She love me for my goals and hate the lean
Who gon' play fake role, who gon' have my back when I need it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
It's real love every time, and I meant that
No reward for the real we don't get plaques
It's real love every time, and I meant that

But it's fuck me, so you ain't gon' understand it
Of course not, of course you ain't gon' understand it