Lyrics Love Hate (feat. Weezy Pacino) - Mack Ben Widdit

Either it's love or either it's hate
You know dat shit always change
VVS's in da baby head threw da ice over my pain
Throw away life over my name

Can't get respect if you don't do da same
Simba got 30 he ain't say a thang
I'm nun like curry I shoot from the bank
We on a mission fr nigga

You is not solid can't deal wit ya
Said you be poppin dem pills nigga
Come to find out you a real sniffa
Dont wanna believe it but I know the truth

I'm passin plates I'm servicing the food
How you think I would never notice you
How you think I would never notice you
Lemme get back on it

City showed loved so fuck it, I put my back on it
Sum niggas might wanna smack homie
But dey know he'on move around wit no strap on em
Step outta line put the clap on em

Can't come round da real wit no fake shìt
We da one police was chasin
Young niggas thuggin and duckin probation
Dat was dummy shìt tho now we on sum money shìt bro

My brother done told on a nigga he ain't my brother nomo
And I'm hearin lil rumors through the wind
All dat I ever did was send, send
All dat he ever did was spin, spin

Every time I was askin bout my ends
Either it's love or either it's hate
You know dat shit always change
VVS's in da baby head threw da ice over my pain

Throw away life over my name
Can't get respect if you don't do da same
Simba got 30 he ain't say a thang
I'm nun like curry I shoot from the bank

We on a mission fr nigga
You is not solid can't deal wit ya
Said you be poppin dem pills nigga
Come to find out you a real sniffa

Dont wanna believe it but I know the truth
I'm passin plates I'm servicin the food
How you think I would never notice you
How you think I would never notice you

Most of them niggas be hurtin the game
Ain't livin like us we ain't workin the same
My pocket in lint, I still get clean on my face
So they throw dirt on my name

I call him my brother, can call me whenever
Truth if I was broke he wouldn't throw me a thang
Stayed in the car with that bitch on his lap
Got at it dolo while that hoe nigga came

Money on money bodies on bodies
Now killas can finally get rich
Aint got a heart, dump a whole hunnid you catch em
For what's in that bag I'm findin that bitch

I been takin notes them bitches blue
I got kids to feed why give it to you
No shorts when them digits is do

Either it's love or either it's hate
You know dat shit always change
VVS's in da baby head threw da ice over my pain
Throw away life over my name

Can't get respect if you don't do da same
Simba got 30 he ain't say a thang
I'm nun like curry I shoot from the bank
We on a mission fr nigga

You is not solid can't deal wit ya
Said you be poppin dem pills nigga
Come to find out you a real sniffa
Dont wanna believe it but I know the truth

I'm passin plates I'm servicin the food
How you think I would never notice you
How you think I would never notice you