Testo Why Hate - Nardo Wick
Testo della canzone Why Hate (Nardo Wick), tratta dall'album WICK
Asking you, baby
Love is strong
I love you, love you, love you like never before
Fell in love with money real young
Look, grandma, what I've become
Never panicked, always stayed calm
Never changed up, never flipped coins
A lot of sense, never been dumb
Never finished, not ever done
Never folded, not ever once
Been feeling different, last couple months
I put 30 shots in my weapon
Why you got it? I say, "Protection"
I am all the wrong answers
When it comes to me, it ain't no checkin'
Four hundred pounds gone in a day
Call me if you want to lose weight
Feel the charge, 'member and end the beef
It be the Lord's will, they all on the way
All those charges got the word "murder"
But they didn't do it, no way
I don't care how busy I get, I make sure I got time to pray
I think I'm running out of love to give
I think I'm running out of love to show
I think I might need a refill
Does anybody have some love to loan?
See the diamonds on my neck and on my wrist
I had to work for it, wasn't given to me
It took everything inside of my body
Not to hurt 'em when I caught 'em stealing from me
Had that show, brother, and you sneak dissin'
Never got that, that ain't real to me
Any nigga that you see around me
No hesitation, they gon' kill for me
I ain't doing a head-on, I have a bed, I had a flow
I ain't doing a head-on, drop faucet water like you were normal
I ain't doing a head-on, nigga, we ate bank with meals and noodles
I ain't doing a head-on, I rode the city bus to school
I say that
I say that 'cause a lot of people are head-on a person
'Cause they think that person's showin' off
But they think that person thinks they're better than everybody
And that ain't even be the case
And in reality, that person come from dirt
Probably comes from worse than the motherfucker that's hatin' on 'em
And when they post shit to show shit
They're just showing that it's possible
And not impossible to make it out of a place that it seems impossible to make it out of
Like, I don't see how a person can be jealous of a person or hate on a person
That they was doing better than at one point
Or ain't go through the shit that that person went through
And when they see that person doing way better for theyself
Instead of saying, "They really did it, it's possible
I can't wait 'til I blah, blah, blah"
They be on some shit like
"Damn, why it had to be them?"
Fell in love with money real young
Look, grandma, what I've become
Never panicked, always stayed calm
Never changed up, never flipped coins
A lot of sense, never been dumb
Never finished, not ever done
Never folded, not ever once
Been feeling different, last couple months
I put 30 shots in my weapon
Why you got it? I say, "Protection"
I am all the wrong answers
When it comes to me, it ain't no checkin'
Four hundred pounds gone in a day
Call me if you want to lose weight
Feel the charge, 'member and end the beef
It be the Lord's will, they all on the way
Credits
Writer(s): Christine Mcvie, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Simon Gaudes, Olivia Joy Mccarthy, Horace Bernard Walls Iii, Emile Jr Hilaire
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