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True Love

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Hip-Hop/Rap

True Love wurde am 27. Februar 2024 von 3way / Thizzler On The Roof als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtIt's Lul Booga

Songdetails

AlbumIt's Lul Booga

Veröffentlichungsdatum27. Februar 2024

Label3way / Thizzler On The Roof

Melodizität

Akustizität

Valence

Tanzbarkeit

Energie

BPM91

SONG-INFO

SONGTEXTE

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Matthew Barron

Songwriter

Songtexte

(True love, shouldn't be this complicated)

(Jacob, thats crazy)

(But I die in your arms, yhea but I died in yours)

(True love, shouldn't be this complicated)

****, its Lul Booga ****

Huh?

(Huh?)

(But I die in your arms, but I died in yours)

Aye

(Aye)

(****)

(Aye)

Lately i've been tryina win

(True love, shouldn't be this complicated)

But its way too many distractions

I'm tryina move forward, it seem like i'm goin' backwards

Its some ****, fore I live the streets alone; I gotta wack em

Keep rappin' in my luggage, you know that i'm pistol packin'

I been tryina change the route, but i'm addicted to thuggin'

Out late with my cousins, gettin' doe and block huggin'

I can't fall for nothin', so I gotta stand for somethin'

Theres some days that I ain't eat cuz I took my pockets nd' stuffed em

Can't throw the watch away, cuz I can't waste time

I talk to bro but before I can answer the call, dial or say five

Its gang time nd' i'm gon' play for the win

My only fear is when I die, am I gon' pay for my sins?

I'm watchin' my friends, cause **** turn snake in the end

Forever rappin' for the calls, don't gotta pay me to spin

Motivated for the money, I been rakin' it in

If I can't find who I want, then i'm takin' his kin

Its gettin' hard to tell the difference from an opp nd' a fan

These **** actors nd' directors, they be cap for the cam

Expensive clothes on my body, comin' dapper than dan

You only losin' in the game, cause you flashin' yo hand; aye

Its situations, I make choices I regret

These **** phony, i'm rockin' out to the net

Stand on it, swear i'm killin' nd' dyin' bout my respect

These bitches chasin' a ****, i'm chasin' after a check

These **** playin', they know I ain't scared to pop the pistol

I won't speak on what I did, that shit confidential

Shit hit the fan nd' you gon' see who really rockin' with you

I keep the pole up in my hoodie, cause the Glock essential

Them **** slidin' in them strikers, we just squashed a rental

Pass me the rock, I got more receptions then George Kindel

Glock 30. shootin' diesel rounds, this a ford nickel

Through your face, they won't identify you till the morgue get you

They say death is what comin' livin' this lifestyle, so i'm never lackin'; I got glicky on me right now

This my life style, catch a opp nd' tag him in his bonnet

The chopper get to actin' up, I threw a muzzle on it

Stand on business, I can't fold nd' I can't bend

I been snaked before nd' I won't ever trust a soul again

Im gon' trap it till its boomin' nd' the baggage rollin' in

And anything I did once or twice, i'd prolly do again

Smoke this weed, nd' grip my gleek cause the reaper ain't playin' fair

Have you ever tried to murder one nd' leave him layin' there?

Osama Ladin with this shit, the way I sneak the K in there

And im for sure gon' to take a risk, there ain't no need to double dare ****

****

Aye

Its Lul Booga ****

Huh?!

Written by: Matthew Barron

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