L.O.V.E. (Living Out Various Emotions)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Check, uh Billy Dee Mahogany Kill a nigga while he joggin', the world is so toxic, Ialwaysfeel like theywatchin' me That's what happens when you'rethe blood of the Anunnakis Always a leader but the streets_guarded_me Beautiful_goddess, but heartless,_I paid her_to lie to me Yeah she's fuckin' for singles but dreamin' to be monogamous All you niggas wanna be the G.O.A.T. but if the industry sold you niggas dreams, what would you buy from it? My granny followed the teachers of greedy protestants He passed the plate again then I'll be nauseous Sick to my stomach, they took her money claimed that it was for the buildin' fundin' But the ceilin' leakin', ain't no water runnin' I was a youngin' duckin' squad cars Cuttin' class just to move that hard But I ain't have the heart Unless we talkin' fist fights, I'm in the scuffle Sometime the shooter could be the nigga that say he love you (Love you) [Chorus] Uh, I heard that all the real niggas die when the temperatures rise (Temperatures rise) I heard that all the real niggas die when the temperatures rise (Rise) Lord, I keep my ass up out the street, baby (Streets, baby) I took advice from a fiend, baby (Fiend, baby) I, yeah I do, got some dreams, baby But it's hard bein' loved when your love don't look like me [Verse 2] Original man, we was first, they worn our crowns (Crowns) You waitin' on the enemy to help us out You niggas weak, killin' our own was never in style A mother deals with the demon takin' breath from a child You lost your faith in God and put it all in the vote You wanna know they character then watch them when they broke I pray abundance, overflow These niggas ain't killers, baby, they get sent to the store This melanin just means the paramedics show up late By the time they arrive you'll be at the pearly gates This PTSD is why we high as the murder rate These niggas bitter 'cause the truth is an acquired taste It's d�j� vu What happens here rarely makes the news But when they kill us, they only excuse: they make the rules Sprayin' and testin' us we turn pigs to table food The apple of my eye, who got the juice? Low hangin' fruit, nigga [Chorus] Uh, I heard that all the real niggas die when the temperatures rise (Temperatures rise) I heard that all the real niggas die when the temperatures rise Lord, I keep my ass up out the street, baby (Streets, baby) I took advice from a fiend, baby (Fiend, baby) I, yeah I do, got some dreams, baby But it's hard bein' loved when your love don't look like me [Outro] (Woah woah woah) They don't look like me, nah (Ooh, woah) Oh no no no Where's the love been? It's hard bein' loved when your love don't look like me