Chillinit - Love Is Hard Lyrics

The primal questions of any marriage
What are you thinking? How are you feeling?
What have we done to each other?

'Cause if I love her then I'll try to leave
I'll just suffocate and struggle while
She tries to breathe
Her naked beauty's no excuse
That's all my eyes can see
You ain't a hoe, you know the go
So who you tryna be?
And why you playing hide and seek?
If you're lost, then I'll be finders' keep
I'll spend this money on
Three flights a week just to do these shows
Smoke dro on this road
All while we light this weed
And life's a bitch
That's all that I believe
But maybe there's a light to see
Hidden visions that our minds can be
Something greater, maybe I'm 'bout my paper
Maybe I never found it, I'm
Drowning just like the laker, ballin'
Until I meet my maker, I'll f*ck her later
But love's a pain that I'm addicted to
I rub this lamp and call this genie
Make the wish for you this perfect portrait
I could paint this if I pictured you
I'm reminiscing 'bout what bitches do
Baby, I'm the man, all I know is never cry
Get high and then I fake my grin
Even God knows that Blakey sins
That be when this pain begins
And if you're broken, then I'll take you in
Don't try to save me, Miss, please
Don't try to save me, miss
For real though
I'm sick and tired of these f*ckin' hoes
I've graduated like a f*ckin' pro
I went from three girls in one week
To havin' three at a time
Yeah, what you f*ckin' know?
I'm Gladiator, girl, I'm Russell Crowe
Take me off your block list
Please pick up your f*ckin' phone
My life has meaning when we're not alone
Now it seems you're leaving
And you're sleeping with bitches
The smell of new cologne
I think it's Gucci when she wants the bone
Give it to her real good, real good
Real good
Don't gotta tell me this feels good
I see this in your face, girl
I feel this in your bones
I could be this empty space
Let me get you in your zone
Let me get you all alone
Let me get you all alone
(How the f*ck you lookin' so fine?)
Let me get you in your zone
I got money on my mind, would you save me?
All these women in my life make me crazy
Ah yeah

Love is hard, so find somebody worth it
Or else you have the hardest
Times to find somebody perfect
So many nights
We kept on trying when no alarm was working
Chill was losing sleep throughout the night
But now he's rising early
I feel like these days, the fake is real
All that's real is fake
Twenty racks on clothes
Still don't own no real estates
If you got the drive
They cut you off to see you break (Skrrt)
The devil told me, "Take a sip"
I said, "I need a taste, i crave for it"
I'm living in this big town
Bitches doing cocaine while they
Listening to Chris Brown
But I got my big doink and
I'm listening to Big L
They taking big L's
So please tell me when this switch 'round
Life is like a gift
That's why they call it presence
I could smell success
I know the timing's of the essence
I've lost count of all the
Times that I would count
The seconds 'Cause I noticed that
This time went slower
When my mind is stressin' (Argh)
In the streets, we never see emotions
I keep it deep inside my mind
It's like a deeper focus
You don't know about my life and
All this weed I'm smoking
What's the point of cheap
Affection? F*ck it, girl, i needs devotion
She poured another cup, she said
"I dare you to sip
It f*cks you up, my dawg
I dare you to flip"
It make me wanna buy a pistol
Just to stare at this grip
It's like my bitches
How I'm scared to commit
I swear to God you only get what you give
Get what you give
But at the same time we gotta
Get it how we live
Pass around like a spliff
Take a breath and breathe it in
Yeah, yeah, we need an ounce of this shit
And they consume with all this hate
I'd be stupid to relate
How the f*ck we disconnected
From our friends, the human race?
When my mind is filled with silence
I use to music to escape
'Cause us real men
We go to work to try put food up on the plate
We punch the clock, screamin'
"F*ck the cops" i be riding through my
City until something pops
When the buds are fully flowered
We collect the crops f*ck the enemies
The masters in investing stock
Till your money's coming down
It's coming down
Be careful of this karma, girl
It's coming 'round
And I'mma get so high that
I ain't coming down, f*ck
I think my girl is coming now, aw yeah
Real talk, The Octagon