SZA Galore by Medz The Cure Lyrics
1st Verse:
Still Queens get it cause I need Fitti
I need bills paid I got bad habits
I need weed money and i’m a shoe adict
I lack real love
Ain't got it
You ain't bout it and i ain't mad
I see you we dont speak and you hate that
I hate bad bitches cause they all a like
Hate it even more that thats all i like
You should hate it that i see you in that sort of light
Listen you be nodding like he sort of rite
You was so dope but you was sort of hype
Teach you how to rise above the need for likes
We all need likes need fans stay on the gram
Compact mirror where they stash the grams bathroom door open see’em off the zans and im off of that
Chorus:
(2x)
Hate when i see that
You tryna be that
Like you need that
You say that its
(6x)
All for you
2nd Verse:
Fake friends n relationships
(Relationshit)
Is that real love
Do you really really feel love
Is that real love or they fakin it
Cover it up
Makeup till it cake n shit
No fucks no stake in it
As if u never gotta face the shit
Until U realize u facin it
I know u hate this shit n now i
Wonder what ya days like
When u starin in the mirror at ya plane life
N Ya new man he dont lay pipe not quite like the nigga that you played rite
Hopin that u bitter when u figure you the lame type
And the nigga that you married is the same type cuz the knife you stabbed me all up in the back with i use to carve me out a great life
So i got a new this new that and a bad bitch
Down to help a nigga get establish
Hurt feelin hurt her into a savage
But she know real
Recognize it when apparent
Cuz she know better
Tell a fuck nigga from a go getter
Dime bagger from whole seller
No Sweater
While its snowing in the middle of 40 below weather
Im a cold fella
Chorus:
(2x)
Hate when i see that
You tryna be that
Like you need that
You say that its
(6x)
All for you
Still Queens get it cause I need Fitti
I need bills paid I got bad habits
I need weed money and i’m a shoe adict
I lack real love
Ain't got it
You ain't bout it and i ain't mad
I see you we dont speak and you hate that
I hate bad bitches cause they all a like
Hate it even more that thats all i like
You should hate it that i see you in that sort of light
Listen you be nodding like he sort of rite
You was so dope but you was sort of hype
Teach you how to rise above the need for likes
We all need likes need fans stay on the gram
Compact mirror where they stash the grams bathroom door open see’em off the zans and im off of that
Chorus:
(2x)
Hate when i see that
You tryna be that
Like you need that
You say that its
(6x)
All for you
2nd Verse:
Fake friends n relationships
(Relationshit)
Is that real love
Do you really really feel love
Is that real love or they fakin it
Cover it up
Makeup till it cake n shit
No fucks no stake in it
As if u never gotta face the shit
Until U realize u facin it
I know u hate this shit n now i
Wonder what ya days like
When u starin in the mirror at ya plane life
N Ya new man he dont lay pipe not quite like the nigga that you played rite
Hopin that u bitter when u figure you the lame type
And the nigga that you married is the same type cuz the knife you stabbed me all up in the back with i use to carve me out a great life
So i got a new this new that and a bad bitch
Down to help a nigga get establish
Hurt feelin hurt her into a savage
But she know real
Recognize it when apparent
Cuz she know better
Tell a fuck nigga from a go getter
Dime bagger from whole seller
No Sweater
While its snowing in the middle of 40 below weather
Im a cold fella
Chorus:
(2x)
Hate when i see that
You tryna be that
Like you need that
You say that its
(6x)
All for you