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letra de love it or hate it - kwa (rap)

love it or hate it
i’m on my grind none stop
and i can’t sleep
n-gga
until i’m on top
why they envy me?
must be mvp
and i ain’t going no where
you got to get to know me
run up the money
the only time you see me sprinting
you ain’t chasing your dreams
my n-gga
you ain’t really living
i don’t stay on the scene
i’m trying to stack it to the ceiling
f-ck a feeling
it ain’t green
i ain’t going for it

how you staying on your grind
but ain’t got nothing that you showing for it
rocking yeezy
f-ck a tom ford
i ain’t wearing designer
if all my people had to die for it
it’s on my mental
i can’t cry for them
but i roll a three-five
spark it up
and i get high for them
put that sh-t up in the sky for them
lost some n-ggas
now he only put his trust inside the styrofoam
his n-gga never made the ride home
when it come to the stories
i never tell him
so i’m speaking
cut off my n-gga
he way to stuck on getting even
yeah i f-cked up
watching my progress
no i ain’t luck up
i don’t give a f-ck
you call it stuck up
deuces i’m a chuck up
like
yeah
why they envy me?

aye
get out the trenches
i know they say you pushing thirty
riding with n-ggas
your cup full
sprite dirty
i ain’t dying for n-ggas
i only k!ll for myself
can’t be lying to n-ggas
i keep it real with myself
like
why i go and think about the times
gone wrong?
when i’m in the stew
et phone home
and i got the aux cord
this gone be a long song
locked in the crib
cause my soul homegrown
see i
ride with my n-ggas
but i’d die for myself
i don’t need friends
get high by myself
lying to my face
why would i lie to myself
no
i don’t catch vibes
i can vibe with myself
so i’m good on the drank
and we good on the smoke
get your mind right
lay down
stay woke
and when the time right
you gone shine
don’t choke
i don’t need the limelight
been lit
no joke
how you staying on your grind
but ain’t got nothing that you showing for it
rocking yeezy
f-ck a tom ford
i ain’t wearing designer
if all my people had to die for it
it’s on my mental i can’t cry for them
but i roll a four-five
spark it up
and i get high for them
put that sh-t up in the sky for them
lost some n-ggas
now he only put his trust inside the styrofoam
his n-gga never made the ride home
yeah

- kwa rap

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