Текст песни Love & Hate - Garvi

They say I been gone for a minute
I been out here testing my limits
Y'all think I take rap as a gimmick
Deep down, they be praying I finish
I got a dream and see it vivid
Tailored flow, swear nobody can fit it
The love that I get always lifting my spirit
The hate that I get will end up inna lyric
I pray that the future I'll witness
This world want ya body diminished
My grampa died from the sickness
Since then, I been watching my minutes
You people should get with the business
So many moves that I get motion sickness
My accolades plastered in the book of Guinness
This verse is on acid, I just to a litmus
I never will beg for forgiveness
Time'll tell who the waviest spittas
I'm in hell, god ain't want my position
Proud to fail, steady fueling the mission
Nigga... imma God, side bitch is Athena
My flow alone gonna sale out arenas
I murdered ya style, that's above misdemeanors
Going to trial, I got hit with subpoenas
This young boy gone rap, man I heard it pays
Forget 9-5s, I won't be a slave
The love and the hate gives me balanced ways
Depression and pain, throw em in a grave
I'm done with those, until my next verse, dig em up for show
Where's that pot of gold, need a lot of dough
Tryna rap, yall can keep all the cameos
I'll be adios

A lotta love still they hate a nigga
In this business, this is how it go
I just wonder will they hate a nigga
When they see me, do be rock & roll
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
A lotta love still they hate a nigga
In this business, this is how it go
I just wonder will they hate a nigga
When they see me, do be rock & roll
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga

I'm top notch way before the dough
I write my pain with tattooed flow
I got that flame that bring up smoke
Give me like two years, I'll sell out shows
Talking fans that applaud and let me know
That I got that shit no portable bathroom
This a toilet paper teepee for the way siah tends to roll
This a gift but importance always go
To the higher up still one has to know
How I celebrate life and death on a birthday they ask damn where do we go
Yea you got that high humble, don't dare crumble ya moms has always showed
And I mean my Pops showed me that too but nowadays trust I picked a bone
How the same niggas hate in shit that relates us, dawgs we was slaves some years ago
But I keep them real nigga comments to myself cause I'm way to spiritual
And I got my mind mixed in a bine I might just go find a miracle
Cause if I get another nigga that dap me up and say siahh pretty dope
And in the breath say that for like nowadays your like way too lyrical
Ima loose my shits and after it let you know that I'm in here to stay for sure
I grew apart from them hoes
Lyrics I sing are her moans
But still got a shot for them clones
Flowing with hate, where the paddleboat

A lotta love still they hate a nigga
In this business, this is how it go
I just wonder will they hate a nigga
When they see me, do be rock & roll
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
A lotta love still they hate a nigga
In this business, this is how it go
I just wonder will they hate a nigga
When they see me, do be rock & roll
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga
Lot of love and still they hate a nigga