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It’s All Love

“Topless shows, Tokyo hoes, heart Sake cold, lock and load

Couple pistols in my Versace robes

My Karachi plug gon’ cop it, where the poppies grow

Back on my desperado mariachi flow”

“Cocky hoes give me top like sloppy joes

The feds watching close, my dog Apache know

Grew up, fucked up shit cold, rocky road

Dreams of killing the Apollo like its Rocky four”

“38., like a ticket to the pearly gates

Leaning on the wall, tryna’ hold the world straight

This the dark side, swallow your fear

Even your shadow won’t follow you here”

“I’m taking, trips to the coast, so my bitches can boast

Paparazzi flicking pictures time to switch up the boat

Chasing fuck boys, no wonder why you bitches is broke

Catching glimpses from your city where its fifty below”

“I heard them say, it’s all love

Fake hand shakes then they say it’s all love

I know they hate, it’s all love

And when you see me don’t tell me it’s all love”

“You lost one, it’s so silly

How come you say it’s all love

You don’t really, want none…”

“Smoking loud, put the purple up in the air

Boy I’m a nut, I rap circles around these squares boy

You had the whole thing, but you ain’t wanna’ share it boy

Now you wanna’ hang, I’ll be the one to kick your chair boy”

“Rare form, being real is rare form

Talking wars you ain’t prepared for

I’m sick, these rappers wishing it was airborne”

“Pray for em’, these feelings run deep

Seven day ones with me, not a single one weak

Money man, rubber band was my first bracelet

Trapping out the stove when I’d work late shifts

Before I knew about Versaces’s and Hermes’s

You never forget the pussy when you first taste it

Mmm peach juice, sweet tooth

Fuck pills, I hit the molly with a tea spoon”

“Look at this bullshit I come back too

Heard these pussies talking tough, that’s cute

Wait, I think I heard it all now

You can’t walk around the city, how you say you run the town?”

“I heard them say, it’s all love

Fake hand shakes and they say it’s all love

I know they hate, it’s all love

And when you see me don’t tell me it’s all love”

“You lost one, it’s so silly

How come you say it’s all love

You don’t really, want none”

“I heard them say, it’s all love

Fake hand shakes then they say it’s all love

I know they hate, it’s all love

It’s all love

I heard them say, it’s all love

It’s all love

I know they hate, it’s all love

It’s all love

It’s so silly, how come

You say it’s all love

You don’t really, want none”

Happy Birthday!!!

Happy birthday, Belly

XO showing love…

The glow up is real…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELLY!!!

What Does It Mean?

“I was under black clouds

Nigga stayed down when they left me in the background

Feeling like I’m trapped now

Mama didn’t know she was living in the trap house

Throw stones from your glass house

Pops got locked, gotta hug him through the glass now”

“They said I wouldn’t last, how am I still here?

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something”

“I would trade a hundred years

If I could take back all my mamas tears

Took a loss and they all cheer

On God that’s the moment that they all fear

Look, I was only fourteen

X addiction got me feeling like a whole fiend

Sixteen, first time that I OD’d

And I’m still here”

“It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something”

“Best friend snitched on me

Nothing hurt more than when my own blood switched on me

Bought my dogs big Rollies

You can never really buy time in this shit homie

I don’t want a gold crown

I just wanna do it real big for my hometown

I can go home now, but I’m still here”

“It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something”

“You can never play fair

Broke my heart all she left me was a band-aid

Head spinning like a fan blade

And it’s still too early for the champagne

I don’t want a gold crown

I just wanna be up top when it goes down

Being loved is so profound

But I’m still here”

“It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something

It’s gotta mean something”

Can’t feel a thing

Screaming until we overdose

I almost did the other day

You can’t handle what you’re seeing, baby

You should look away

I was laying in the kitchen

Shit, I didn’t even pray

Smile all on my face

This the shit that I embrace

Boy I blow a quarter million

Got it just the other day

So addicted to prescriptions

And these dirty concentrates

I been popping, I been sipping

I been smoking, all day

Half a trip away, I’m a doctors slip away

Why you feel so different to me

Something feels so different to me

(You know, you know)

Maybe you’re just trippin’

with me (I know, I know)

Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)

Different to me

Different to me

Different to me

Different to me

So the story goes, baby

Bitches come and go

You don’t even love me when the batch is running low

Nevermind, you were never mine

That’s a lie

Money made you blind

I can see it in your eye

Getting high every 45 minutes

Something else

Pop a couple Adderalls

Wash it down with percocet

Think I need some padded walls

Leaning just in case I fall

Only cheap liquor left

Smell like rubbin alcohol

Why you feel so different to me

Something feels so different to me

(You know, you know)

Maybe you’re just trippin’

with me (I know, I know)

Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)

Different to me

Different to me

Different to me

Different to me

“Why you feel so different to me?

Something feels so different to me…

Maybe you’re just trippin’ like me…

Honestly I can’t feel a thing…”

Belly – Can’t Feel A Thing

In case you didn’t know, Belly has an Essentials playlist on Apple Music