Luyện nghe bài hát Love

1: Rittz]
I look around my circle of friends got smaller
All the they had balled up
It all gets brought up
Bitching at me like I to just dog em
Look at my phone and notice I got a missed from
One of my and next my text starts blowing up
There's a homie I growing up
A close friend but his text suggests that we ain't close
I started reading and my buzz
I was at a for words
A of paragraphs telling me he salty
I never call him and cut him off like loss of
That couldn't be false, but it's always my fault
They and mad at life, and on to vent at a scapegoat
Knew that they their true feelings
got on about the money, they just wanna run around and tug at my raincoat
But they ain't really mad 'cause I don't no more
They just jealous of the on tour
But all them dudes work hard, and I you a job before
But you expect to do nothing and get a for it
Man I wish I had a dollar for the friends that I seen walkin' towards the same door
"Fuck me" with their middle fingers up
I used to 'em but I'm no longer feelin' sorry for 'em
Homie, no wonder why call you a - bitch
How the a grown man gonna text
Another man, trippin', threats
That he'd take his own life, blamin' him for his debts cause the he took
But all wrong should've said all long
My homie told me I was dead to him
Guess he went from bein' drunk to soberin' up, cause when I him off to check his chin he try to say it's

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

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

[Verse 2: Tech
They say you lose a fan you go fuck em
And said you can't be their on top of carnally touch em
I be lovin when I'm on the the road alone it be suckin
Performin', he clutchin' a Angel when corner me bussin
I met a lot of women on the road
pick it N9na didn't get wit the ho's
I'm the ticket to kick it when they wanna visit the
But in time if you stick it and she dig it then it corrodes,
Cause when they get to know me, solely
They wanna me, hopin' that we grow ta be oldies
In matrimony, snatch a Brodie
rap, the road, see a sad emoji
Cause that will happen, I'll be forever rappin
never do see me enough to be my better half
And the love they had begins to
All of the huge fan is out the window
All of the nights of life smokin' the indo'
Holla the wife and the lights off in the
on the pipe in the fights 'cause of of a bimbo
Begins to crescendo, now the love is in
Then no, memo when you come back and try to
You given no info, they will never again
Believin' in you is over Shinto
Makin' a good wanna become a nympho
That ain't love, around the club and fuck everybody
They lovin' the music and wanna you their body
And share naughty erotic in the closet
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 never be in a crowd, even a bigger buzz
Because a and a hug and plug, you want to shove a thug, it ain't

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

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