Fuck Love Lyrics

Hey Peter

What's up?

You know what time it is?

No, what… No shit it's that time?

Yes exactly!

Wanna do it on three?

Yeah, let's do it

Three (three)

Two (two)

One (one)

IT'S ON (IT'S ON)

We done with the first one, what the fuck's up?

18 years later I'm jamming the pop

Happy kid before and sad I'm still not

It's the year I go savage I'm sewing this up!

I'm sewing this up, I feel in my gut

20 and 23 bigger than cock

I'm chillin' and smoking a cigar with pop

Pop, I die young I don't give a fuck

So what is up Earth?

Enjoy my music?

Warning the world as I'm startin' to lose it?

Cool me, the thing that you don' wanna, sue me, I'm so over my head I don't feel my Boozy

It's aight, I'm better now (still gettin' headaches)

I'm high of my bars, like (CLOUDS the mixtape)

I'm drinking a Seven-up (don't even inhale)

Been fuckin' the magic ever since I was 16

Ay

Kick

I am the person I put in my pit

I am the person I'm buying a drink because I am the person I take on a trip

Ay

Shit

Know every lesson that you wanna stick

Best motivator's when you're beating yourself and the worst is the moment you realize You did

I am student to BAM-BAM-BAM

Came from the future to stop stop stop

Me, but you can't, take the car car car

We go on a trip to the heart, fuck love

I don't come down, give me hatvan blunts

I'ont take credit but someone does

I'm feelin' a feeling and caugh caugh caugh

I'm all on the stage so (jump) fuck love

Haha

Okay

Woo

Listen

This is a war

Got me a pistol I knock on the door

Shovel the dirt tryna search for the source

You lie that you love me but I love you more

We're screaming then we're having sex on the floor

Oh my God

You ain't even moan

I wasted a night being fooled by my own, woo

I can't see the truth 'cause the work is a blind

I can't see the work because she on my mind

I don't get the girl 'cause I own up my pride

And the truth is the vanisher of pride for my kind

My point is like what is the point of it guys?

Falling in- into and calling it life

Lie to you, put your mind to the lie, love sky-high, but relized she calls it a night

I'm being myself and you call me a loco

Bag full of love, piramid you can poke holes

You gettin your team, assambling a convoy, and I'm getting mine to the battlefield

Fuck this is war!

Ay

Finishing chores

The house is clean 'cause the toxin is poured

Out

Yo

I'm good on my own

'Cause I know that you'll wait at the end o' the road

I am student to BAM-BAM-BAM

Came from the future to stop stop stop

Me, but you can't, take the car car car

We go on a trip to the heart, fuck love

I don't come down, give me hatvan blunts

I 'ont take credit but someone does

I'm feelin' a feeling and caugh caugh caugh

I'm all on the stage so (jump) fuck love