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Hate Love Video (MV)




Performed By: Mookie2blk
Length: 2:11
Written by: Markus Holbert
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Mookie2blk - Hate Love Lyrics
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Focus on myself F*ck a dub
Niggas wonder why I hate love
Prolly cuz it's to much fake love
Yea I hate love
Yea I hate love
Especially when u coming from The Glove
Tired of dreaming I need this a reality
I need my salary to cure technicalities
Sweet pussy Saturday
She giving me cavities
F*ck on yo chick an keep these bitch niggas made at me
Rose from the trenches now these niggas wana battle me
They know that I got that shit that make they chick wana sattle me
Ya
Change is coming soon I just need some more confidence
It sucks when the work you put in ain't backed up by accomplishments
Rock bottom shit
I took away all my dominance
Over people that sit around
Waiting for you to compliment (like)
Good job bro
You can work the flow
Yo shit crack or coke
Yo shit bout to blow (oh)
F*ck that
Ima do me
Till they crown me
Underground king
Need a mood ring
And a brown drink
Wit some sticky green
And a blank sheet
Pussy pink
Redbone freak
That arouse me
Blowing loose leaf
Ina 2 seat
Double D cup
Wit a uzi
Hold up wait
I hate love
That shit get in the way of everything
People be showing u fake love
Just to blind u of shit that you really need
Niggas be hatin on me
Cuz they see that I'm running this shit and dont get fatigue
I went from team to team
Then created my own shit
That I ain't gotta leave
Its BOS
I'm on the road an put success in my GPS
I found it
Tried to quit drinking i bought a 5th and took it to the face
I downed it
Wack nigga came up to me an tried to spit a verse and
I clowned it
I'm on a mission to get on
And put all my niggas on
That sound lit
Sneak dissing I heard shots
F*ck ops
Blindfolded myself to all of the fake love like the bird box
Local artist matter everywhere
But alot of yall dont deserve shots
Cooking up coke I dont stir pot
Microwave era on my nerve I
Shoulda blew up when I was Cash Game
Trying to sell this shit from the curb Ah
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Focus on myself F*ck a dub
Niggas wonder why I hate love
Prolly cuz it's to much fake love
Yea I hate love
Yea I hate love
Especially when u coming from The Glove
Tired of dreaming I need this a reality
I need my salary to cure technicalities
Sweet pussy Saturday
She giving me cavities
F*ck on yo chick an keep these bitch niggas made at me
Rose from the trenches now these niggas wana battle me
They know that I got that shit that make they chick wana sattle me
Ya
Change is coming soon I just need some more confidence
It sucks when the work you put in ain't backed up by accomplishments
Rock bottom shit
I took away all my dominance
Over people that sit around
Waiting for you to compliment (like)
Good job bro
You can work the flow
Yo shit crack or coke
Yo shit bout to blow (oh)
F*ck that
Ima do me
Till they crown me
Underground king
Need a mood ring
And a brown drink
Wit some sticky green
And a blank sheet
Pussy pink
Redbone freak
That arouse me
Blowing loose leaf
Ina 2 seat
Double D cup
Wit a uzi
Hold up wait
I hate love
That shit get in the way of everything
People be showing u fake love
Just to blind u of shit that you really need
Niggas be hatin on me
Cuz they see that I'm running this shit and dont get fatigue
I went from team to team
Then created my own shit
That I ain't gotta leave
Its BOS
I'm on the road an put success in my GPS
I found it
Tried to quit drinking i bought a 5th and took it to the face
I downed it
Wack nigga came up to me an tried to spit a verse and
I clowned it
I'm on a mission to get on
And put all my niggas on
That sound lit
Sneak dissing I heard shots
F*ck ops
Blindfolded myself to all of the fake love like the bird box
Local artist matter everywhere
But alot of yall dont deserve shots
Cooking up coke I dont stir pot
Microwave era on my nerve I
Shoulda blew up when I was Cash Game
Trying to sell this shit from the curb Ah
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Writer: Markus Holbert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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