Trl (feat. Dirty Harts)
Mandella Eskia
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Love It don't cost nothing To show a brother some love It don't cost nothing to show just A lil love Homie stop fronting You need to be showing love It don't cost nothing to show Ya homie some love Sucka ass niggaz afraid to show love They think it make them weak No way they gone budge Could be holding money They'd rather hold on a grudge But it don't cost nothing to show Just a lil love Shot through the heart I took my finger and dug Into my chest and pulled out A little slug Threw it in the air and turned Into a dove Can't let hardships Turn to hard liquor and drugs I expect it back And so I gotta give it This is really who I am Man this is not a gimmick I ain't better than no one Hope you not offended Lotion scented by money It's an incentive I did intensive training To not lose my heart and honor Heavy body armor I wanna kill my enemies But it be too much energy Then I relapse back To calling for they torture Going back to dominions I swear I thought I conquered It's process Like that bullshit food You tryna digest Like that bullshit news All in yo conscience Need I digress A lil bit of A lot a bit a A lil bit a Love A lil bit of A lot a bit a A lil bit a Love Love It don't cost you nothing To show a brother some love It don't cost nothing to show just A lil love Homie stop fronting You need to be showing love It don't cost nothing to show Just a lil love It don't cost me nothing To show all my people love Stabbed me in the back And she stabbed me right through the front They thought I was Gone kill em I reached out and gave em Hugs That's what I get for treating Outsiders like they was blood That's what I get for showing a nigga A lil love For calling family Knowing they never was Had to catch my balance I almost fell with a thud Scooped up the ground And got it right out the mud How long it take for me To realize when they using me I guess I'm way to idealistic And I'm too naive I saw it coming but somehow I just refused to weave That's what I get That's what I get I'm thinking stupid me Tryna be good But thoughts they wonder To the root of E Vil Radio said focus on yourself And move the needle Cut my heart out of chest And gave it to the people For The Love But everyone just ain't my friend Some wanna do me lethal For the Love Love Love Love Love A lil bit of A lot a bit a A lil bit a Love A lil bit of A lot a bit a A lil bit a Love Love It don't cost nothing To show just a lil Love It don't cost nothing To show me a lil Love It don't cost nothing To show em a lil Love It don't cost nothing To show em a lil Love
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Written by: IVAN CORPENING, MANDELLA BRATHWAITE
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