thin line between love & hate
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Stephen made the beat and it's next)
Real Rx
Yeah
[Verse]
Cut my last bitch off, she on some bullshit
Focused on the bag, ain't worried 'bout bullshit
You pullin' Instagram stunts, doin' bullshit
Lyin', sayin' a bunch of bullshit
Two wrongs ain't never gon' make shit right
Bitch thinks she's Laila Ali in a fight
I'm on a pill, you finna fuck up my night
I ain't doin' tit-for-tat, goin' back and forth
Walked dead out your life and closed the door
I don't know one bill you could pay with love
Instead of movin' forward, you'd rather hold a grudge
This shit'll get uglier than The Grudge
You movin' like you cool with the judge
Do anything you can to see me fucked up
I ain't gon' lie, that right there fucked up
'Causе I do my best to see you up
Hell nah, I'm not finna pull a femalе stunt
I can't be the nigga every female want
I walk in this bitch like, "What's goin' on?"
You'll hold it in instead of tellin' me what's wrong
Every nigga done been in my shoes before
Yeah, I love you, I just can't do it no more
Everything was Gucci in the beginning
Nothing lasts forever, who was I kiddin'?
I still think about you and get in my feelings
Take Percocet, I don't think about you no more
I ain't buyin' na'an bitch no Christian Dior
Bitch ain't even Christian but want Christian Dior
Bitches got their priorities fucked up
Bitches got their mentalities fucked up
Takin' me for granted, swear you fucked up
They say, "Y'all broke up?", nah, she broken, I'm up
Lean in my stomach, got me holdin' my gut
I was all alone, ain't have nowhere to run
I told you some shit I never told my mom
Thought you was solid, thought we had a bond
You was supposed to do anything to protect the brand
You was supposed to do anything to protect your man
Yeah, you looked out for me when I was fucked up
But you act like you always had a helping hand
Like I ain't get on my feet and run up them bands
Crash the foreign and buy another one again
Yeah, ask the corner boy, I'm not one of them
Kick in a nigga's trap and I'm runnin' in
You don't understand shit that I've been through, bitch
I ain't even really tryin' to offend you, bitch
Can't fix my mouth to say I miss you, bitch
Nothin' but success, what I wish you, bitch
I'm not a bitter-ass, salty-ass hatin' nigga
I'm not no fraud-ass fakin' nigga
I wish shit would've went a different route
No matter how hard we tried, we couldn't figure it out
I walk in this bitch like I figured it out
My name not on the lease so you kickin' me out
Say you love me to death when I'm dickin' you down
Skip town, I ain't thinkin' 'bout stickin' around
I'll pack my shit, then my mama's house
I'll sleep on the couch at my mama's house
Why my bitch gon' tell me to get out the house
I go in with you on every damn bill in the house
[Outro]
Yeah, real Rx
It's a thin line between love and hate
Yeah
Real Rx