This is a song about "Love between three friends"

She asked me to repeat those three words i said in the morning, i texted "i love you".

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Hit up your friends and their already drunk and its barely passed three.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

The first three words she read were "i hate love"

Outta three steps one took me back and that took me right back to "my love..."

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Between man and morality this insanity

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Rapping machine clapping between

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

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