lirik lagu fifth ave jay - hate love
[intro: fifth ave jay & voicemail]
you crossed my mind, and i took that as a sign
that i should call and say hi (gang, gang, know what the f~ck goin’ on)
so that’s all, hi
they say they love me, like
i got some scars and they callin’ me chucky, and this sh~t gettin’ ugly
i hope you don’t think i’m crazy (gra, gra)
this message is getting long, so i should just say bye
but, the idea of listening to this…? (like, like, like)
[verse 1: fifth ave jay & voicemail]
it’s like i’m telling some time on my own
like a bro, you can do it alone
i got a drip in that louis vuitton
i don’t want this to end
now you sayin’, “yo bro, you alone?”
i got no time, let’s shoot up the dome (love you)
yeah, i’m hatin’ this love up inside
it’s that bro, you got hurtin’ inside
i lost my focus, i don’t know how to feel
if this pain got my heart, i am numb
i know sometimes i be thinkin’ for real
if i pick me a gun
y’all n~ggas aimin’, they know i get real
in the fire, let it burn
i’m the one that gon’ put up my urn
it said, “bro, you gon’ put in this work?”
i’m tryna put in this work to be earned
like, i’m sure you gon’ pull up the greatest
tryna feel it, lil’ n~gga, don’t feelin’ my name
one of them days, i ain’t have it
i had to do it, lil’ n~gga, gon’ catch me a stain
it’s like top of the sh~t
y’all n~ggas come and they say i ain’t change
y’all, i’m hatin’ this love on my side
everybody, they said i ain’t change
not the type of n~gga gettin’ money
if i’m gettin’ money, i don’t change
[verse 2]
what’s the type of n~gga i ain’t chillin’ with?
bummy n~ggas, i ain’t chillin’ with lames
most of this money i put on my plate
i gotta do it for fifth
it’s like lovin’ a shot, i could close up my eyes
i gotta smoke me a spliff
oh my god, what’s the vibe?
i know n~ggas, they talkin’ this sh~t
they gon’ see me go, go to the top
i know time, i ain’t wishin’ no b~tch
gotta put up my life on the line
gotta do all this sh~t for my kids
everything that i do, everything that i do
i gotta do for the fifth, gang
[verse 3]
i gotta do for the fifth
everything on my money, you know i’m the chip
melon days i was broke, i ain’t have it
i had to go hollywood, catch me a stick
i can’t play with n0body like b~tter
a n~gga met with that gunna and sh~t
i can’t play with this sh~t on one line
bullet holes hit through his sh~t, through his spine
on my god, yeah, what happened to him?
i had to smoke him, on god
ain’t no time for this sh~t
i gotta smoke on that e~man, sh~t got me hot
like, d~mn, i can’t talk
all this money, lil’ n~gga, don’t stop
if i’m pushin’, lil’ n~gga, i’m hatin’ his love
that sh~t got her in my heart
[verse 4: fifth ave jay & voicemail]
lord’s fifth, lord’s ride
lord’s my pops, lord’s deep
runnin’ blocks, they gon’ see me, i ain’t talkin’
to no cops, they like vibes, all you talkin’?
with that shorty different, she gon’ drip (i always love you)
like a vibe, baby, she gon’ do it
baby, she gon’ do it, dance up on this d~ck, gang, like
[interlude]
why you hatin’ me?
like, just call me, feel me?
we can do somethin’
hit a five, feel me?
go kick in the stoop
whatever you wanna do, gra, gra, gra, let me know
like, boom, d~mn
[verse 5]
don’t act too stink
shorty, i’m like ian favre
why you drippin’, lil’ b~tch?
you gon’ step in the style
i like lil’ witch, she get high
like, d~mn
let’s go roll up some gumbo, let’s get hot
i got money, lil’ b~tch, i ain’t tellin’ no time
let me go climb on the top
one of them days and they say i’m all around the world
i ain’t chasin’ these girls, i got my daughter
i don’t need me no b~tch, i gotta do it for fifth
it’s like lovin’ this shot, i got a hole in my heart
hatin’ this look got me hit
one of them days i was broke, i ain’t have it
i had to touch me a stain
i’m like a young n~gga beggin’ that fam
like, i be beggin’ that tragic, i’m out, like
[verse 6]
i’m not the type of n~gga, i ain’t braggin’
i’m cool like e with the rock, he like clay
i know i’m stuffin’, i’m playin’ at point
cool like draymond, she playin’ like draymond
got the block and she playin’ at oof
i can’t play with that sh~t, got that defense
she ain’t lockin’ that sh~t in, defender
i know life in his line, i got a boxer
n~gga called jah, he ’bout to heal the star
like, d~mn, all you hatin’ is love?
i got my money, i ain’t play with n0body, like
that’s all it is, love?
i got my fam and i keep it a buck, like
[outro]
[~beep~]
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