MAD LOVE

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yee] And I ain't wanna listen Two wrongs don't make a right, fucked up decision, yeah Ayy, let's talk about the trenches, but we survived that shit And niggas still dyin' You know niggas get killed, I hope that wake you up and let you know what's real [Chorus: Lil Yee] And I got mad love for my city and my section And mad love for the killers that still steppin' Ayy, bitches sellin' pussy, I don't judge you, I respect you I hope the money do not change you, no money they neglect you Ayy, hundred on my wrist, all over my sleeve, uh I used to pray for times like this I put my hеart in the cup and grab the eight and pour thе liter How many gettin' high like this [Interlude: Lil Yee] Mad love for my city and my section Mad love for the killers that still stepping [Verse 1: Lil Bean] I just put down another dub on my necklace Stop the hatin', nigga that's how you block your blessings Mad love, I lost my unc' to the system like I got bad luck They say they're real hard to find, guess we the last ones They ask me how I get far, shit, I just ran it up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ran it up from zero, huh, neighborhood hero Tell them niggas they gotta pick a side, can't play the middle Hate when niggas talk about some shit that they don't live though I ain't hit the club, just count a hundred at the crib, oh Pop another benzo, Moncler, no Kenzo Niggas making diss songs, that shit ain't in my mental Tryna really run it up and live life presidential Nigga diss the dead, shit, that's how your family miss you [Chorus: Lil Yee] And I got mad love for my city and my section And mad love for the killers that still steppin' Ayy, bitches sellin' pussy, I don't judge you, I respect you I hope the money do not change you, no money they neglect you Ayy, hundred on my wrist, all over my sleeve, uh I used to pray for times like this I put my heart in the cup and grab the eight and pour the liter How many gettin' high like this [Verse 2: Lil Bean] Yeah, she ain't find no vibe like this See them blue lights, she ain't see no ride like this Let me pull it over, see what's on your mind right quick Let me pull it over, I can't waste no time in that shit [Verse 3: Lil Yee] You know I got mad love for you You know I got mad love for you Case you thought that I didn't have that for you You know that life is just a campaign struggle And I was fuckin' with your heart, fuckin' with your feelings Fuckin' up the money, fuckin' up my vision The almighty dollar, runnin' to them millions Still stand on business, take care of my children [Chorus: Lil Yee] And I got mad love for my city and my section And mad love for the killers that still steppin' Ayy, bitches sellin' pussy, I don't judge you, I respect you I hope the money do not change you, no money they neglect you