​thin line between love & hate lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Stephen made the beat and it's next)
Real Rx
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[Verse]
Cut my last b*tch off, she on some bullsh*t
Focused on the bag, ain't worried 'bout bullsh*t
You pullin' Instagram stunts, doin' bullsh*t
Lyin', sayin' a bunch of bullsh*t
Two wrongs ain't never gon' make sh*t right
b*tch thinks she's Laila Ali in a fight
I'm on a pill, you finna f*ck 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 sh*t'll get uglier than The Grudge
You movin' like you cool with the judge
Do anything you can to see me f*cked up
I ain't gon' lie, that right there f*cked 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 n*gga every female want
I walk in this b*tch like, "What's goin' on?"
You'll hold it in instead of tellin' me what's wrong
Every n*gga 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 b*tch no Christian Dior
b*tch ain't even Christian but want Christian Dior
b*tches got their priorities f*cked up
b*tches got their mentalities f*cked up
Takin' me for granted, swear you f*cked 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 sh*t 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 f*cked 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 n*gga's trap and I'm runnin' in
You don't understand sh*t that I've been through, b*tch
I ain't even really tryin' to offend you, b*tch
Can't fix my mouth to say I miss you, b*tch
Nothin' but success, what I wish you, b*tch
I'm not a bitter-ass, salty-ass hatin' n*gga
I'm not no fraud-ass fakin' n*gga
I wish sh*t would've went a different route
No matter how hard we tried, we couldn't figure it out
I walk in this b*tch 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 di*kin' you down
Skip town, I ain't thinkin' 'bout stickin' around
I'll pack my sh*t, then my mama's house
I'll sleep on the couch at my mama's house
Why my b*tch 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