Fuck Love

[Verse 1] Little lamb in the lion’s grip Scared to fall asleep in the fear of waking in violent feats Fuck the industry and all these lying tricks You can say I’m, face to face with the new me Tryina come to grips, with the glimpse that only a few see Few plead the fifth but I rift Whenever I do see the look on the hater’s face When they hear I went to a uc Yeah, and I walk the stage but I left odd And nowadays you lucky if that will land you a desk job Interviews are interludes that niggas view with rarity And rappers selling cd’s might as well ask for charity Walking through mid town, got hit with a barrage And nigga tryina push his mixtape, said it's featuring Nas I listen to this pitch then I slipped him a cold 5 Went home and popped it in And what do you know, no Nas No surprise there, this is just my story Don’t suppose that y’all care How could you ignore me I ain’t posing, I swear And everybody’s a rapper, still I know that I’m rare I know that I’m there [Hook] And I don’t wanna try no more I don’t wanna lie no more I don’t wanna ride no more, no When you giving your all Put up all on your walls It all comes down And I don’t wanna try no more I don’t wanna ride no more I don’t wanna lie no more, no When you giving your all Put up all on your walls It all comes down Fuck love, fuck love Fuck love, fuck love [Verse 2] And I know my mother’s gone, my brother’s sick My girl is on some other shit Every time I’m on the phone, she thinks it’s with another chick How can I explain that I’m just discussing another mix How is she to blame when my track record is smothered with Constant infidelity, telling me like you better But I’m a man and using women is something I used to treasure No lie, I used to think these girls made me complete Till I found myself in the space, while I saw the loser was me And I can never hold myself back from music like I used to Self inflict my own career with fear, I refuse to My lyrics were meant to bring emotions like the blues do Never trust your life with another cause they will use you But these instrumentals are therapy I swear to god, every new rapper better be scared of me I swear to god, ain’t a new rapper you can’t compare to me And all I really wanted was some clarity [Hook] And I don’t wanna try no more I don’t wanna lie no more I don’t wanna ride no more, no When you giving your all Put up all on your walls It all comes down And I don’t wanna try no more I don’t wanna ride no more I don’t wanna lie no more, no When you giving your all Put up all on your walls It all comes down Fuck love, fuck love Fuck love, fuck love