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

Either it's love or either it's hate
You know dat sh-t 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 ni—a
You is not solid can't deal wit ya
Said you be poppin dem pills ni—a
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 fu-k it, I put my back on it
Sum ni—as 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 sh-t
We da one police was chasin
Young ni—as thuggin and duckin probation
Dat was dummy sh-t tho now we on sum money sh-t bro
My brother done told on a ni—a 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 sh-t 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 ni—a
You is not solid can't deal wit ya
Said you be poppin dem pills ni—a
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 ni—as 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 bi—h on his lap
Got at it dolo while that h-e ni—a 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 bi—h
I been takin notes them bi—hes blue
Nike my ni—a I been widdit to
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 sh-t 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 ni—a
You is not solid can't deal wit ya
Said you be poppin dem pills ni—a
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