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Love Is War
Ayce Yovarda
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I don't think I feel the love no more baby
No more, no more, no more baby
All the things I do is enough no more
It's like you don't want my love no more
It's like you don't want my love no more, baby
Yeah, look
They say that love is war, I guess that make me a veteran
Got a lot in store to check the score and just settle
For bitches that want rewards, for shit that they ain't put effort in
Cardiothoracic, I put my heart in these records
We don't wish on petals we steady pushing the pedals
Putting hoes on a pedestal, shit ain't good for your mental
I'm for the long haul, my competition irrelevant
Soon as they get to Hollywood chasing Kylies and Kendalls
I'm from Toronto, the city of evil eyes
They see you on the rise, then formulate your demise
Quick to throwing shade as soon as they see you shine
But my solar radiation could fuck around get you blind
Y'all better keep your fucking distance
Fuck how great you are, if we battling bar to bar
Then I'm Cassius Clay in his prime
I float and sting with these rhymes
You fuckers is Sonny Liston
Give a fuck what your list is
My flow is on PEDs
20-20 vision and y'all still ain't seeing me
Girl he must be colour blind cause your man ain't seeing green
I'm in another league, my only goal is being seen
The fraudulence is among us, the game is full of imposters
Disrespect and you will get rocked like its the Oscars
Fuck a red table to speak the truth and be honest
I'm only as real as pac was
It feel like me against the world
I had the whole weight on my shoulders and let it burn
Ushering the wave of rappers who had to earn
And gather fruits of their labours when harvest season in turn
I spent my whole life tryna make it, staring at the stages
Patiently waiting for heavy payments
Indulging in conversations debating who's the greatest
And sharpening the skills that's necessary to make it
My resume in the making
My enemies prolly shaking
I stare at the competition
The tortoise is slowly pacing
But in this life of sin, we all know how this race ends
This my breakout season like I was caged in
Questioning rappers and leave 'em lost with no answers
Internet gangsters behind a login and password
I raise the bar higher than these Ivy League standards
And get to balling in the league like I got drafted from Stanford
They can't fuck with me
Trust in me, I done kept this shit a hundred G
Fore I even got touch a hundred Gs
Reservations for elites, I'm tryna earn a seat
Custom Yovarda, it's compliments of the company
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