Love in Love Out Lyrics
| Song | Love in Love Out |
| Artist | Cormega |
| Album | The True Meaning |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McKay | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| When I came home from jail we was brothers | |
| Your beef was my beef | |
| Remeber that time with | |
| Butta on your video set | |
| When he was talkin' bout shootin' | |
| If you don't pay him, then | |
| I got into it | |
| Son you gave me a hundred dollars when | |
| I came home | |
| I didn't complain | |
| I wasn't in it to gain | |
| You my nigga when you hot and when the temperature changed | |
| Now we enemies, 'til we enter the grave | |
| When I got signed to | |
| Def Jam I offered you ten grand | |
| You said you didn't want it, then you started acting funny | |
| It started with the cover of | |
| YSB A picture of | |
| The Firm, everyone except me | |
| Then my voice disappeared off | |
| La Familia | |
| That's when it was clear to me there wasn't no real love | |
| I was out | |
| The Firm, unless | |
| I signed a production deal | |
| Which I didn't do cus son, that wasn't real | |
| I was never jealous of you | |
| In fact I was proud of you | |
| I smiled when | |
| I heard you on "Live at the Barbeque" | |
| I respect you as an artist thou | |
| I'm no longer fond of you | |
| I gave you love from the heart unlike the people surrounding you (Chorus) | |
| Love in, Love out | |
| Nowaways is no honor, only drama | |
| Your friend today can be your enemy tomorrow | |
| Never show weakness, tell 'em no secrets | |
| What's deep is, | |
| I had love for you | |
| But due to situations, | |
| I can't fuck with you | |
| Trust is a luxury | |
| I can't afford | |
| Betrayal's something that | |
| I can't ignore (Verse 2) | |
| My love is real | |
| Some earn it, some are unworthy | |
| Some, walk in the prescence of men with thoughts to hurt me | |
| And wonder why | |
| I throw shade and stay to myself | |
| Cus I'm me, plus | |
| I'm not betraying myself | |
| I'm free from the burden of extending my hand | |
| To my man's that don't deserve it | |
| I only trust fam | |
| When I was locked up, you was doing you excluded me | |
| You should be happy now that | |
| I'm doing me | |
| Niggas, acting like | |
| I won't give up a habit | |
| I got a question: | |
| Who came to spank weight empty handed? | |
| You smile in my face yet your eyes reveal the hate | |
| Next time you talk about me, mention | |
| I ain't fake | |
| I'm living my dream, live yours | |
| I gave sweat and tears | |
| You didn't even buy my | |
| CD, you say you my man? (uh) | |
| You so jealous your emotions make you careless | |
| I hope when you hear this it makes you think before you staring | |
| At your last | |
| I hear you scheemin' | |
| I'm reading you your last right | |
| Get your mind off primitive thoughts and get your cats right | |
| I'm not limited, without rap | |
| I'd still be gettin' it | |
| Yours truly, the dealer / lyricist (Chorus) |
| zuo qu : McKay | |
| Verse 1 | |
| When I came home from jail we was brothers | |
| Your beef was my beef | |
| Remeber that time with | |
| Butta on your video set | |
| When he was talkin' bout shootin' | |
| If you don' t pay him, then | |
| I got into it | |
| Son you gave me a hundred dollars when | |
| I came home | |
| I didn' t complain | |
| I wasn' t in it to gain | |
| You my nigga when you hot and when the temperature changed | |
| Now we enemies, ' til we enter the grave | |
| When I got signed to | |
| Def Jam I offered you ten grand | |
| You said you didn' t want it, then you started acting funny | |
| It started with the cover of | |
| YSB A picture of | |
| The Firm, everyone except me | |
| Then my voice disappeared off | |
| La Familia | |
| That' s when it was clear to me there wasn' t no real love | |
| I was out | |
| The Firm, unless | |
| I signed a production deal | |
| Which I didn' t do cus son, that wasn' t real | |
| I was never jealous of you | |
| In fact I was proud of you | |
| I smiled when | |
| I heard you on " Live at the Barbeque" | |
| I respect you as an artist thou | |
| I' m no longer fond of you | |
| I gave you love from the heart unlike the people surrounding you Chorus | |
| Love in, Love out | |
| Nowaways is no honor, only drama | |
| Your friend today can be your enemy tomorrow | |
| Never show weakness, tell ' em no secrets | |
| What' s deep is, | |
| I had love for you | |
| But due to situations, | |
| I can' t fuck with you | |
| Trust is a luxury | |
| I can' t afford | |
| Betrayal' s something that | |
| I can' t ignore Verse 2 | |
| My love is real | |
| Some earn it, some are unworthy | |
| Some, walk in the prescence of men with thoughts to hurt me | |
| And wonder why | |
| I throw shade and stay to myself | |
| Cus I' m me, plus | |
| I' m not betraying myself | |
| I' m free from the burden of extending my hand | |
| To my man' s that don' t deserve it | |
| I only trust fam | |
| When I was locked up, you was doing you excluded me | |
| You should be happy now that | |
| I' m doing me | |
| Niggas, acting like | |
| I won' t give up a habit | |
| I got a question: | |
| Who came to spank weight empty handed? | |
| You smile in my face yet your eyes reveal the hate | |
| Next time you talk about me, mention | |
| I ain' t fake | |
| I' m living my dream, live yours | |
| I gave sweat and tears | |
| You didn' t even buy my | |
| CD, you say you my man? uh | |
| You so jealous your emotions make you careless | |
| I hope when you hear this it makes you think before you staring | |
| At your last | |
| I hear you scheemin' | |
| I' m reading you your last right | |
| Get your mind off primitive thoughts and get your cats right | |
| I' m not limited, without rap | |
| I' d still be gettin' it | |
| Yours truly, the dealer lyricist Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : McKay | |
| Verse 1 | |
| When I came home from jail we was brothers | |
| Your beef was my beef | |
| Remeber that time with | |
| Butta on your video set | |
| When he was talkin' bout shootin' | |
| If you don' t pay him, then | |
| I got into it | |
| Son you gave me a hundred dollars when | |
| I came home | |
| I didn' t complain | |
| I wasn' t in it to gain | |
| You my nigga when you hot and when the temperature changed | |
| Now we enemies, ' til we enter the grave | |
| When I got signed to | |
| Def Jam I offered you ten grand | |
| You said you didn' t want it, then you started acting funny | |
| It started with the cover of | |
| YSB A picture of | |
| The Firm, everyone except me | |
| Then my voice disappeared off | |
| La Familia | |
| That' s when it was clear to me there wasn' t no real love | |
| I was out | |
| The Firm, unless | |
| I signed a production deal | |
| Which I didn' t do cus son, that wasn' t real | |
| I was never jealous of you | |
| In fact I was proud of you | |
| I smiled when | |
| I heard you on " Live at the Barbeque" | |
| I respect you as an artist thou | |
| I' m no longer fond of you | |
| I gave you love from the heart unlike the people surrounding you Chorus | |
| Love in, Love out | |
| Nowaways is no honor, only drama | |
| Your friend today can be your enemy tomorrow | |
| Never show weakness, tell ' em no secrets | |
| What' s deep is, | |
| I had love for you | |
| But due to situations, | |
| I can' t fuck with you | |
| Trust is a luxury | |
| I can' t afford | |
| Betrayal' s something that | |
| I can' t ignore Verse 2 | |
| My love is real | |
| Some earn it, some are unworthy | |
| Some, walk in the prescence of men with thoughts to hurt me | |
| And wonder why | |
| I throw shade and stay to myself | |
| Cus I' m me, plus | |
| I' m not betraying myself | |
| I' m free from the burden of extending my hand | |
| To my man' s that don' t deserve it | |
| I only trust fam | |
| When I was locked up, you was doing you excluded me | |
| You should be happy now that | |
| I' m doing me | |
| Niggas, acting like | |
| I won' t give up a habit | |
| I got a question: | |
| Who came to spank weight empty handed? | |
| You smile in my face yet your eyes reveal the hate | |
| Next time you talk about me, mention | |
| I ain' t fake | |
| I' m living my dream, live yours | |
| I gave sweat and tears | |
| You didn' t even buy my | |
| CD, you say you my man? uh | |
| You so jealous your emotions make you careless | |
| I hope when you hear this it makes you think before you staring | |
| At your last | |
| I hear you scheemin' | |
| I' m reading you your last right | |
| Get your mind off primitive thoughts and get your cats right | |
| I' m not limited, without rap | |
| I' d still be gettin' it | |
| Yours truly, the dealer lyricist Chorus |
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