Luyện nghe bài hát Love

[Verse 1:
I around my circle of friends that got smaller
All the they had balled up
It all eventually gets up
Bitching at me I intended to just dog em
at my phone and notice I got a missed call from
One of my homies and next my starts blowing up
There's a homie I growing up
A close friend but his text that we ain't close enough
I started reading and lost my
I was at a loss for
A bunch of telling me he salty
I never call him and cut him off like of love
That be more false, but it's always my fault
They and mad at life, and on to vent at a scapegoat
Knew that they preventin' true feelings
They got on about the money, they just wanna run around and tug at my
But they really mad 'cause I don't call no more
They just jealous of the squad on
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 seen walkin' towards the same door
Sayin' "Fuck me" their middle fingers up
I used to forgive 'em but I'm no feelin' sorry for 'em
Homie, no why they call you a - bitch
How the fuck a grown man text
Another man, trippin', makin'
That he'd take his own life, blamin' him for his debts the steps he took
But all should've said that all long
My homie told me I was dead to him
Guess he went from bein' drunk to soberin' up, when I told him off to check his chin he try to say it's

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

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

[Verse 2: N9ne]
say you wanna lose a fan you go fuck em
And said you can't be idol on top of carnally touch em
I wanna be when I'm on the the road alone it be suckin
Performin', he clutchin' a Angel when they corner me
I met a lot of women on the road
Carefully pick it didn't get wit the ho's
I'm the ticket to kick it when they visit the shows
But in time if you it and she dig it then it corrodes, slowly
when they really get to know me, solely
They wanna me, hopin' that we grow ta be oldies
In Holy matrimony, a Brodie
From rap, the road, see a sad
that will never happen, I'll be forever rappin
They do see me enough to be my better half
And the love had begins to dwindle
All of the huge fan lovin' is out the
All of the nights full of life smokin' the
the wife and the lights off in the limo
Hold on the pipe in the fights 'cause of of a
Begins to crescendo, now the is in limbo
Then no, memo you come back and try to rekindle
You given no info, they never again show
Believin' in you is like Shinto
Makin' a good nigga wanna a nympho
That ain't love, walk the club and fuck everybody
They lovin' the music and wanna give you body
And share naughty erotic in the closet
But when you gotta go they be and pause it
Not a fan and was
Got a little personal him and got a grudge
And be in a crowd, even with a bigger buzz
Because a and a hug and plug, you want to shove a thug, it ain't

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

There no love
This got me drained
All leeches that he keep around me sucking the blood out my veins
ain't no love