Love Is Hard Chillinit
"Love Is Hard" by Chillinit, released in 2020, is a #HipHop track exploring the complexities and struggles of love. The lyrics delve into emotional turmoil, vulnerability, and the challenges of maintaining relationships. Unique elements include Chillinit's smooth flow and introspective storytelling, resonating with listeners facing similar experiences. The song has gained popularity for its relatable themes and authentic expression.
[Intro]
The primal questions of any marriage
What are you thinking?
How are you feeling?
What have we done to each other?
[Verse 1]
'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 fuck 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 fuckin' hoes
I've graduated like a fuckin' pro
I went from three girls in one week to havin' three at a time
Yeah, what you fuckin' know?
I'm Gladiator, girl, I'm Russell Crowe
Take me off your block list, please pick up your fuckin' 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 fuck 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
The primal questions of any marriage
What are you thinking?
How are you feeling?
What have we done to each other?
[Verse 1]
'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 fuck 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 fuckin' hoes
I've graduated like a fuckin' pro
I went from three girls in one week to havin' three at a time
Yeah, what you fuckin' know?
I'm Gladiator, girl, I'm Russell Crowe
Take me off your block list, please pick up your fuckin' 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 fuck 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
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