Lee$ki - Love Hurts (feat. 44m1zz)

I don't know why they put the blame on me
Heard her pussy like water, make it rain on me
Keep on fuckin' with the gang, put a stain on his tee ahh
Lean on me, I'm sippin' this purple
Off-white, reminiscent bout Virgil
Versace Glasses got me lookin' like Urkel
Red wine and blue got me rappin' America
Sorry to interrupt, but I can clear it up
Dashin' the demons, no, I got a veer it up
Dior and Amiri , it's on my appearal
Who do you think that you putting yo fear in huh
Not double M, cause we slide with sticks
Extend the magazine, it's holding the clips
Scat fully tinted can't see through the whip
Please get off my dick
Swear to God, man these hoes be so irritating
It's almost just like I was in the matrix
3.5 of gelato got me higher than a spaceship
What you doin' with that
Addicted to money and love with racks
Ha, ha, ha
Fuckin' your bitch in her ass, so fat
What do you want from me
I gave you my heart and, you let it bleed
Switchin' up energy
Gotta give up on you and go and be free
Cause you left my heart it in the attic
Gotta leave you cause I don't want no static
Swear to God, you just raining' havoc
Too many chances, now niggas done had it
Really, because you done hurtin' me
You said he curvin' me, needed you urgently
Perfectly, you the reason niggas hurtin' me
Cause I'm blowin' up, I'm rappin', I'm searchin' me
Need you in my life
But all we do is fuckin' vibe
The way you be talkin', be gettin' me tied
I don't wanna spend the night
It's crazy, you really don't know me
Shoulda listened to my niggas, they told me
They told me, stop fuckin' with phonies
I don't need you, no, I'm up on my lonely
Please get the fuck out of my face
I want you all my life without havin' no trace
You hittin' below the waist
You exit' my life, now I'm goin' my own pace
I'm talkin', I'm a bucket
I'm a score, niggas, no discussion
Me leavin' to turn up the function
Forgot the ski, now these niggas pumpin' high
I don't know where to go
But you know I'm goin' far
She give me neck in the back of my car
You know I'm gon' be a star
I gotta move on, sick of seein' your damn face
Everywhere I go
To the world, you a good girl
But that's bullshit, nigga, you know that I know
If I see you in public and you whippin', nigga
You better ride low
Always remember all the times
That nigga made you with the high notes
All hail Motion militia

Written by:
Max Lee

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