Wheal - is it Love? Lyrics

Lyrics is it Love? - Wheal



I ain't even sweating bout the bullsh*t dawg
I ain't even sweating all that the bullsh*t dawg
Done overthinking with that bullsh*t dawg
Ain't no, ain't no bulls*t dawg
Is it love, is it hate? Is it real, is it fake?
I don't pay it no mind, I done seen everything
I'ma grind anyway, look fear in the face
Tell 'em I ain't with the games Tell 'em I ain't with the games
I been workin' on the craft, I been studyin' the game
And I know it's gon' last, if I'm livin' what I claim
I be thugging through the pain, niggas gettin' in the way, pick a different lane
Speak on it and demonstrate, like, do I rap or narrate?
Like, am I after a lost cause or can I help 'em see a better way
Try to find a way to navigate, stay true, get plenty cake
Where I'm from, it's a tough thing, but level head help you maintain
Sun don't shine every day, gotta still grind every day
I'ma control what I can, forget what I can't
I know that I'm only controlling the picture I paint
So give me your love, and give me your trust
And give me a brush, and give me the paint
I'm goin' to work, until I lay in the dirt, I'm here to get all I deserve
I ain't concerned with petty opinions, I pick a position, I'm holdin' it firm
Stand on my word I can only guarantee death, taxes and nothin' is free
I'm only competin' with, I'm only competin' with me
Is it love, is it hate? Is it real, is it fake?
I don't pay it no mind, I done seen everything
I'ma grind anyway, look fear in the face
Tell 'em I ain't with the games Tell 'em I ain't with the games
Is it love, is it hate? Is it real, is it fake?
I don't pay it no mind, I done seen everything
I'ma grind anyway, look fear in the face
Tell 'em I ain't with the games Tell 'em I ain't with the games
Feeling my best, found a new way to see stress. Really, it's only a test
Look at my memories. I'ma remember the good, I be forgettin' the rest
Look at my energy. Yes, I come from the hood. Now I'm in a suit and a vest
I have no enemies, I just be giving 'em love. Universe, handle the rest
Doin' my best, I just be doin' my best. Universe, handle the rest
Unk told us if we don't like our hand we could reshuffle the deck
Just do it, holes in my soles walkin' to get me a check
Let's do it, found my favorite drug. When I take a deep breath
Live every moment like the next won't happen, I guess
Everything meant to be, whatever's happening, all progress
Emotionally moving weight, get it off my chest
That's what I call a bench press.
What I call doin' my best
Is it love, or is it hate?
Is it real, or is it fake?
Is it love, or is it hate?
Or is it fake?
Is it love, is it hate? Is it real, is it fake?
I don't pay it no mind, I done seen everything
I'ma grind anyway, look fear in the face
Tell 'em I ain't with the games Tell 'em I ain't with the games
Is it love, is it hate? Is it real, is it fake?
I don't pay it no mind, I done seen everything
I'ma grind anyway, look fear in the face
Tell 'em I ain't with the games Tell 'em I ain't with the games



Writer(s): William Pittman


Wheal - The College Graduate
Album The College Graduate
date of release
10-11-2023




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