Lincoln Apts.

Lyrics

[Intro: India Shawn & Nick Grant] Everybody put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Everybody put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Hands up high, hands up high, hands up high (Keep 'em high, 'cause they shootin') Love [Verse 1: Nick Grant] I love you like a fiend loves his addiction, love is worth living Love is commitment, love is making her your missus Love's a gift, love is when she cook and you do the dishes Love is having love when niggas feel different, love is keeping your distance I love you like a mother love and miss her child that's in prison Even though he ain't innocent, love is letting go Love is staying with me when I'm low Love is God, love is faith, fall in love with the unknown Love is keeping real with me when I'm outta pocket Love is giving you my last when I ain't really got shit Love's consistent, love providing, Cupid held me hostage Love is guidance, love for all but never double-sided Love is love, love is life, I hope I live to see Love is telling you things that could make you better than me I love telling the truth, you fall in love with lies Love is unconditional, to flaws, I never mind A father runs out on his fam, the door was open wide But love brought him back when he thought of his daughter's eyes Love is passion, rapping to forty, but never sign  Love is a classic album, I'm forever on rewind, what is love? [Chorus: India Shawn] I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, love you But what's that got to do with it? (Do with it, do with it) I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate you And I'll do anything to ruin ya (Ruin ya, ruin ya) I fucking hate that nigga (Hate) [Verse 2: Nick Grant] Hate is vicious, hate is relentless Hate is the bridge to Hell's entrance Hate is the cousin of being malicious Hate is the feeling you get around certain family members So unforgiving, why hate the hood? I'm a product of it Hate is the young lady flirting, knowing I got a woman Hating is clouded judgement They hate you 'cause you happy Hate is the word nigga They hate that I'm young and black, they hate that my hair's nappy The hatred wants you badly, crab in barrel mentality Hate is jealous whispers after the insecure dap me Hate is meant to offend you, be clear, the hate's essential A slice of devil's pie, tell me what's on the menu They even hate your progress if it ain't beneficial  Hate is your father poking eyes out of the family pictures Because your mama moved on, the split wasn't amicable You hate on God's work, you'll look like an amateur though Hate is work on her body, so they can lust her figure (Hate) Rid yourself of all of this hate, be a humble nigga (Hate) Hate is the fuel that can make a coward bust the trigger (Hate) Hate is that sneaky cousin that's tryna fuck her nigga, what is hate? [Chorus: India Shawn] I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, love you But what's that got to do with it? (Do with it, do with it) I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate you And I'll do anything to ruin ya (Ruin ya, ruin ya) [Interlude] Love is such a beautiful contradiction It will force you to question all you've ever known And yet, it will confirm what your soul has known all along Love is an energy we activate when operating as our highest self Love is the sweetest taboo Sade spoke of And the freedom from fear Nina told us about Love is a complex simplicity Teedra spoke of And the sweetest thing Lauryn's every known Love is real Love is passionate, love is delicious Love is better than coconut oil Love is constantly evolving, constantly expanding Love is infinite Love is a peace that passes all understanding So what is hate if love is all there is? (Hate) If it must be defined, let's call it what it is Misguided love, blindfolded by fear After all, it has no identity of its own Be real, be loved [Outro] Yeah Yeah (Keep 'em high, 'cause they shootin')