A Love Song (feat. Ghats)

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Clinton LG

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Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
My my, have times changed
It sounds strange
Coming from a youngin but I live to see it come in
But when it's said and done
Don't wanna live to see us done in
By our own doing or any doing from one end
Hundred dollar bills replaced keeping it hundred
Talking like you real replaced people that done it
Mind over matter is how it's meant to be viewed
Cause what matters is our mind but we're mentally screwed, yeah
Define real, to fly Lears
Suicide doors...is mine near
Make millions... sign here
And be free? Tuh, no Scott here
Used to get songs like Hey what's goin on
Now we getting tunes like I don't f*ck with you
And this ain't no diss track
I just admit that
I kinda miss that
How can we get back
I remember youth playing in the fire hydrants
Before we knew the ghetto was so hyper violent
Heard about a body I was tryna fly since
Now they talk about a killing just to stylize it
Sort of feels like the whole world hates us
Unless you the type of nigga known to perpetuate the
Way they see us, they seeing that nothing has changed cause
You live for today but what about when you wake up
And all the pretty girls done away with their make up
I guess it doesn't matter if you happened to make love
But all she want is fame and a claim to your paper
And all you did prior was try to make a way for
You and your niggas, but where there's money there's break ups
So now your niggas is your enemies and they may just
Turn you to a mural, just like Ricky, you sprayed up
And now it feels like you just died for a pay stub
Damn
What happened to the love songs
The "I was thinking bout you just because" songs
The "we need to rally and rise above" songs
Now a days it's we on that molly, I'm tryna f*ck songs
I know in some ways that makes me a hypocrite
I've been on plenty songs and shared the same sentiment
But what of everybody that's listening
You say it's just music but won't say what the difference is
And little black boys and black girls that's innocent
Is learning how to perish and not cherish what's intimate
And in that instant, I see that's the intent
The new way to lynch men
I call it the linchpin
And I'm saying I'm okay with video vixens
In the same way I'm okay with omission
All in moderation, I guess that is what's missing
Scratching on the surface
Hope it don't defeat the purpose
Aw man
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Don't Nobody Talk About Love Now
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Cause Ain't Nobody Fucking With Nobody
When That's All We Need, Aye
Musical genocide
We pledge allegiance to the champagne showers
And strippers with bottomless pits for wombs
Two chains, one tune
See as
As bright as the club lights shine
It's hard to find love when your two shots behind
And campaigns for infidelity bang through 18 inch woofers
Nah, they don't talk about love no more
Songs that inspire that extra smile for a smile
But f*ck it, the heart wants what the heart wants, right?
Right?
While the rest of us long for uproars of more substance
I mean, the art wants what the art wants
In this Picasso-less generation
We all seem uninspired
Cause they don't talk about love no more
And exposing your heart is what soft niggas do
But even then vanity gets to soft niggas too
Like
Like
The X's and the O's
Get traded for the exes and the hoes
Marvin would roll over in his grave
Donny would have to weigh the ways
Musical genocide
American sniper firing patriotic rounds at our sound
Let them niggas up
And they gon let themselves down
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All These Flows Led My Soul Astray

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