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letra de hate song - chris miles & lil tracy

[intro]
that’s why i hate love songs
i hate saying love

{chorus: chris miles}
she said write me a love song
but i bet she leave when the drugs gone
locked out the crib
im’a f-ck her on the front lawn
she said “why you never smile?”
like i know what the f-ck’s wrong
that’s why i hate
that’s why i hate writing love songs
b-tch i’m nocturnal
i don’t ever see the sun long
my mama called me
she like “baby, when you coming home?”
yeah, room full of people but i’m still alone
that’s why i hatе writing love songs

[post-chorus: chris miles]
yeah, staring out the window with my gun drawn
i just got top from a dumb blondе
told her “f-ck the world”, but she took that sh-t literal
i be so d-mn high, that i’m thinking bout’ k!lling you
d-mn
[verse 2: lil tracy]
i breaking down the walls to your heart
anything you want it’s all yours
i be spending when i’m bored
i be spending when i’m bored
shawty want a xan
shawty want a xanax
the way i live, you can never understand it
love her until i got a few sores
love her until i got a few sores
maison margiela jeans
b-tch i’ma’ rich fein
like keep it real, n-ggas talm’ bout’ [?]
i can’t stand her
i gotta leave

[chorus: chris miles]
she said write me a love song
but i bet she leave when the drugs gone
locked out the crib
im’a f-ck her on the front lawn
she said “why you never smile?”
like i know what the f-ck’s wrong
that’s why i hate
that’s why i hate writing love songs
b-tch i’m nocturnal
i don’t ever see the sun long
my mama called me
she like “baby, when you coming home?”
yeah, room full of people but i’m still alone
that’s why i hate writing love songs
{chorus: chris miles}
she said write me a love song
but i bet she leave when the drugs gone
locked out the crib
im’a f-ck her on the front lawn
she said “why you never smile?”
like i know what the f-ck’s wrong
that’s why i hate
that’s why i hate writing love songs
b-tch i’m nocturnal
i don’t ever see the sun long
my mama called me
she like “baby, when you coming home?”
yeah, room full of people but i’m still alone
that’s why i hate writing love songs

[post-chorus: chris miles]
yeah, staring out the window with my gun drawn
i just got top from a dumb blonde
told her “f-ck the world”, but she took that sh-t literal
i be so high, that i’m thinking bout’ k!lling you
d-mn

- chris miles lil tracy

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