Love Is Love Pt 2

Every year a new problem the stories never ending
Most my game come from pain as long as I could remember
Just keep this shit in motion and don’t let nothin offend ya
And we’ll be touching new heights when we step in December
Blessings
I’m in love with the progression
Put myself first and there ain’t no second guessing
My time been now bitch I’m a quarter pass ready
Take a penny for you thoughts bring a quarter back ready
This is big coach
And I’m in my bag too
And if that’s overheads you probly failed in classrooms
We learned the principles
Student of the game at schools you aint make visit to
Truancy indivuals
The only life that we know
and if it was a film it’ll probly be taretino
Dialogue bout how to make a dollar
With “Freedom Fury”, maneuver through sin city proper
“Desperados” with mottos that you should follow
I’ll be Samuel L but let these niggas talk that “Pulp Fiction”
“From Dusk Til Dawn”I got that “Natural Born Killer Instinct”
“Inglorious bastard”
But it’s all a distraction
Listen baby don’t get lost in the scene
It’s all for screen
All these bedrooms rappers only talkin they dreams
Like how a monkey turned gorilla
That don’t even know the feelin
Get locked and started spilling
Then cash out for 10 million
Thats the game ain’t it
Everybody out here tryna find they lane ain’t it
Everybody out here tryna numb the pain ain’t it
A fuckin shame how we think
Like how work for power that could go away in the blink of eye
Just ask ghost about it
I bet you tommy know
I’m still conflicted by rules from a long time ago
You know, fuck bitches get money
And I done fucked a couple bitches that could get money
And don’t want shit from me
But they love me like I brother tho
& we link and talk biness baby girl a hustler tho
She just know that I ain’t goin for nothin
Nipsey Hussle til I’m rockin Ralph Lauren in London
100
It’s a marathon my nigga and you know ima run it
Nipsey Hussle til I’m rockin Ralph Lauren in London
100

It’s a marathon
You know I’m gone run
It’s a marathon
You know I’m gone run
Run to the beat of my own drum
I gotta
I got a lot to do before I’m done
I needa
I need a million while I’m young
I need the racks in the middle, put away stacks for my son
Right hand to God
Right hand to God
Need a milli while I’m young
Milli while I’m young
Run to the beat of my own drum
I gotta
I got a lot to do before I’m done
I needa
I need a million while I’m young
I need the racks in the middle, put away stacks for my son
I mean it

Cause this can’t be another daddy story
Another sad how I wish he never had me story
No older nigga reminiscing how he had the glory
This that quite the bitchin cause nothing was handed to me
Miranda rights
I vow to never take the stand and talk about another man in life
I vow to treat my women how I treat my grandma life
The comeback kid, dreamin a Montana life
That’s double headed, listen
It’s hittin different on 4th and inches
And I wasn’t on the benches
I’m talkin trenches
All this blood sweat and tears that a nigga drenched in
Probly could of played for college in the first division
At queaterback position
But listen
This must be how Fredrick Douglas felt
I told my niggas free ya mind if not nothin else
My brodie had his first son I said congratulations
Now let’s get off this bullshit and let’s get back to basics

Right hand to God
Right hand to God
Need a milli while I’m young
Milli while I’m young
Run to the beat of my own drum
I gotta
I got a lot to do before I’m done
I needa
I need a million while I’m young
I need the racks in the middle, put away stacks for my son
I mean it