"Luv 2 Hate" lyrics

(Young Sears, make it hit man)
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(Ayo Bleu)

Why would I ever stop? Name a nigga that's better on my level
I'm going to sit back and just wait and count this paper and keep my metal Cop
First of all, niggas say they murder and they make nothing dry
They say they know that we got murder ties
Purple baby, certified

Steady shinin, 'cause they love to hate
I can't see that shit no other way
Got different kind of designer frames
Hating on the diamond chain remember when they rob a nigga
Now we got it like we robbed a bank
Too much money in my pocket, I don't know how to think (I don't know how to think)
Got to switch up on my Glock, I don't even gotta aim (I don't even gotta)
If I want it, I'ma cop it, I'm like, I could fuck a dick
Got me dripping like a mop up in this Gucci bucket

Luwop on the scene, be fresh as fuck
Your artist can't dress, you better tell him, "Nigga, step it up"
Working on my abs, I just did a collab with Ethica
Bitch, we getting mega bucks
7-11 ran out of Sprite, so I just pulled up in a 7up
Fuck it, we go get that money like none of these hoe niggas want it
Touched down last night, I better be gone for the morning (You)
Pull my whip out, bitches want to take a picture on it (Want a picture)
Rollie, buss down on my wrist, I spent like 50 on it

Rock star shit (yea), jumping off the stage (Yea, yeah)
Chrome hard shake, can have a foreign car race (Foreign car)
Fucking all these hoes can make a porn star page
I got switches on all my glitches with fully auto AK

Steady shining, 'cause they love to hate
I can't see that shit no other way
Got different kind of designer frames
Hating on the diamond chain remember when they rob a nigga
Now we got it like we robbed a bank
Too much money in my pocket I don't know how to think (I don't know how to think)
Got to switch up on my Glock, I don't even gotta aim (I don't even gotta)
If I want it, I'ma cop it, I'm like, I could fuck a dick
Got me dripping like a mop up in this Gucci bucket