Luyện nghe bài hát Love

[Verse 1:
I look my circle of friends that got smaller
All the they had balled up
It all eventually brought up
at me like I intended to just dog em
Look at my phone and notice I got a missed from
One of my homies and next my text blowing up
There's a homie I growing up
A close friend but his text suggests that we ain't enough
I reading and lost my buzz
I was at a for words
A bunch of telling me he salty
I never him and cut him off like loss of love
That couldn't be false, but it's always my fault
They and mad at life, and on to vent at a scapegoat
that they preventin' their true feelings
They got on about the money, they just wanna run and tug at my raincoat
But they ain't really mad 'cause I call no more
They jealous of the squad on tour
But all them work hard, and I offered you a job before
But you expect to do and get a dollar for it
Man I wish I had a dollar for the friends that I walkin' towards the same revolvin' door
Sayin' "Fuck me" their middle fingers up
I used to 'em but I'm no longer feelin' sorry for 'em
Homie, no wonder why they you a - bitch
How the a grown man gonna text
Another man, trippin', threats
That he'd take his own life, him for his debts cause the steps he took
But all wrong said that all long
My little homie me I was dead to him
Guess he went from bein' drunk to soberin' up, cause when I told him off to check his chin he try to say

Rittz]
Love!
This ain't the same
say it's love
They just love to
There ain't no
love got me drained
All these leeches that I around me sucking the blood out my veins
There no love (Nah)

There ain't no
This got me drained
All these that I keep around me sucking the blood out my veins
There ain't no

2: Tech N9ne]
They say you lose a fan you go fuck em
And said you can't be idol on top of carnally touch em
I wanna be lovin when I'm on the the road alone it be
Performin', he clutchin' a when they corner me bussin
I met a lot of great on the road
Carefully pick it N9na didn't get wit the
I'm the ticket to kick it they wanna visit the shows
But in time if you stick it and she dig it then it corrodes,
Cause when they get to know me, solely
They hold me, hopin' that we grow ta be oldies
In Holy matrimony, a Brodie
From rap, the road, see a sad
Cause that will never happen, I'll be forever
They do see me enough to be my better half
And the love they had to dwindle
All of the huge fan is out the window
All of the full of life smokin' the indo'
Holla the and the lights off in the limo
on the pipe in the fights 'cause of of a bimbo
Begins to crescendo, now the is in limbo
Then no, when you come back and try to rekindle
You given no info, will never again show
Believin' in you is over Shinto
Makin' a nigga wanna become a nympho
That love, walk around the club and fuck everybody
They the music and wanna give you their body
And share naughty erotic fantasies in the
But when you go they be sobbin' and pause it
Not a fan and was
Got a little with him and got a grudge
And be in a crowd, even with a bigger buzz
Because a kiss and a hug and plug, you want to shove a thug, it

[Hook:
Love!
love ain't the same
They say love
They love to complain
There ain't no
love got me drained
All these leeches that I keep around me sucking the blood out my
There ain't no (Nah)

There no love
This got me drained
All these leeches that he keep around me sucking the out my veins
There no love