FUCK LOVE Lyrics

I said, fuck love, go run up a bag I said, fuck love, go run up a bag

They didn't want you when you was broke Now they fucking mad

So, get back on your feet, get back on your grind

Get back on your feet, get back on your grind

You better keep that heat, better keep that nine

And when it's drama time, you better let it fly

Cause I remember all them days when we was in the trenches

Oh my God, I didn't think we'd make it out, now we the niggas

Damn, who would've figured

Once I focused on myself, everything became clearer

Damn, I can't be more realer

Fighting with myself with the man in the fucking mirror

Damn, change comes from within

If you ain't gon' work from inside out, you ain't gon' win

And I can never pretend

All I do is keep on winning, cause I keep going in

I said, fuck love, go run up a bag

They didn't want you back then, now they fucking sad

So, get back on your feet, get back on your grind

Get back on your feet, get back on your grind

I said, fuck love, go run up a bag

They didn't want you back then, now they fucking sad

So, get back on your feet, get back on your grind

Get back on your feet, get back on your grind