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Do 4 Love (Freestyle)

 

Do 4 Love (Freestyle)


Ran outta breath
Darius (Yeah)
How you feel about love? (Huh?)
How you feel about love? (Love is trash)
It's trash? (Yeah)
Wow

Yo, see, what I won't do is know your past gone
And still treat you like the old you
And try to latch on when I need to let you go soon
Or let it drag-on if you saying you gon' Goku
'Cause I ain't tryna hold you, no
But what I will do is help you unlearn things
So I could then rebuild you
Or when you in the crossfire, know I could come and shield you
Or I could be a mirror just so you could know you still you
But still, you love giving me your demonstrations
She said that she don't fuck with BOOGIE, she discriminating
Somebody instigating
Man, I done been around the world, it ain't no sick of places
Right between the spot of your love and your manipultation
Put that on my old shit, put that on my momma
That this shit can be misleading when you blinded through the trauma
I put that on my old shit, put that on my momma
That all my sketchiness is withdrawn from all the problems with my father
Shoutout to Jhené and days I think about still, uh
Sick 'cause I ain't notice we was going downhill
You know hurting full of work, you know healing is a skill
Beauty in the emptiness is that I still could get refilled
What I will and what I won't
Yo, that's what I won't do
You was my sunroof when rain tried to come through
She hit a lick off my pain so it's, "Fuck you"
It's, "Fuck you," it's, oh

Oh, but I will do is, uh

feito

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