Correction Lyrics Love is Love by Joell Ortiz

Featuring(s) : Sheek Louch

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[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
Who woulda thought 2020 the whole Earth a go viral
That's dangerous, the man behind this mask is homicidal
So now ain't the time to play tough guy, slugs fly, revolvers
You'll never find prints where ever doves cry
Joell, was really in them streets? Oh was I
We poured privileged out when my plug died
We used to cut the dog food with horse tranqs
Had the feens leaning near the store blank
Wiggin like the Warden off a Shawshank
Crack rock in black tops, stink chick in the alley giving mad top
Used to call her doody like black ops
Tеrritorial, want my tutorial on that block
Well then drop ya laptop on the floor, causе my Mac popped
And that was just cans I got hands too, let's slap box
They called me Lil Quik in that sandbox
Case the newer fans wanted the drop on me, I just gave y'all the backdrop
Now fast forward, boy be in that black drop
Speed demon I'm veeing
Flee head to feet fleeing, this machine is European
Got all the bells and whistles like it's refereeing
Find me in green room peeing semen in a models mouth
Pouring bottles out like we hood grieving
Don't walk around like there's a S on ya chest
Cause I'll put tefs through ya vest
Til you get less and less breath
I ain't tryna promote violence, I suggest you step
You act too fly, you'll die quick and be fresh to death
You give respect you get respect
You disrespect and I'll eject the tec
Hear the second word in the triumph verse from Inspectah Deck
Head and neck, you'll never resurrect
And I ain't got no shooters, my nigga, I cut myself the check

[Chorus: Joell Ortiz]
Love is love, when it's real, nothing else to say
But who, what, when and where and I'm on my way
Only thing in contemplating is chopper or Fif
Headshot or drop like everybody out that bitch

Love is love, when it's real, nothing else to say
But who, what, when and where and I'm on my way
Only thing in contemplating is chopper or Fif
Headshot or drop like everybody out this bitch

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Glock loaded I'm watching niggas from far away
We met before but I still be like who the fuck are they?
Trust issues I done been through a lot as a kid
Clapped niggas, had to think about what I done did
New niggas, y'all could never be on the same page
No TikTok, I made cassettes around the same age
Writing graffiti on the wall in the same cage
2 parents but one of em was hooked on that beige
XXL or Source tryna get mics
Now these niggas a film a body tryna get likes
Huffys and 10 speeds we was wheeling bikes
Shorty ca ball like a dude, she was fucking with dykes
Multi platinum, my career been hit after hit
By myself or wit the Lox on some Benjamins shit
In the hood you used to see a nigga every day
Now I'm tryna avoid that shit in like every way
These niggas younger than me and they got heavy gray
She was dope in high school now what the fuck she weigh?
D-Block, Sheek Louch, I'm just shooting the breeze
One call and I'm there for Joell Ortiz

Love is love, when it's real, nothing else to say
But who, what, when and where and I'm on my way
Only thing in contemplating is chopper or Fif
Headshot or drop like everybody out this bitch

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