Love, Need, Hate

James Morgan Davies, Pierre Scarland, Simon LAFOURCADE

Man I'm grown the hills made from a plant
Collected daily with arms
Baskets upon baskets of leaves
Bagged up and carried allow the branch
People that farm me need to eat not for the greed nor for the harm
But their families always got guns to the head "raise the alarm"
Put me in a tank caustic soda and gasoline brah yeah
Get them stomping on me till they get all my juice white-ish pear
Then I'm laid on a table sun tan lamps rectangle layered
wax coated, swallowed or truck loaded Yeaaah
Get me to the vessel pack me up in bundles
Stick me on the fuckin boat go
make it to my destination never gonna get caught Badboy Blow
make it to the shores alone
Straight up commando
Take me to your home bag me up
ready for the party bro
I wanna prognosis of how many noses gonna blow my dick real quick
I'm a fast hit for the bitches true shit
Guys loving it pub grub click
Eye open up hearts too quick
But I ́m making all the money for the cartels
You can never right this shit

How would you live if I wasn’t here
How would you cope
Who would you be if I disappeared
Would you reach for that rope
I am that voice that lives in your ear
that eats at your soul
I got the keys, so I’m finna steer
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road
You love me, you need me, you hate me
you love me, you need me, you hate me
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road
You love me, you need me, you hate me
you love me, you need me, you hate me
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road

I’m everything you love
Swimming in your blood
I cause Inhibition when you get a buzz
I’m the reason men and women finna fuck
Why you keep Money-Spending In the club
I’ll make a shy gentleman a thug
make him start Swinging in the Pub
I am legal mi amigo
Lots of people don’t consider me a drug
You feel sad - have another Jack
You feel mad - Grab a cup, relax
You feel glad - have a Cognac
Chill man - Grab another pack
Poor folks are in the alley fucking trashed
Rich folks order Chateauneuf du Pape
It’s all the same, y’all the same, Y’all my slaves
Cause I have you coming coming back
I break a family, make you damn weak
make a man cheat, make a man sleep in a rainy backstreet
Turn a saint to a nymphomaniac freak
you act out, switch your actions
Black out, forget what happened
pass out, remember fractions
of your drinking interactions
I’ma make you anxious
I’m the cause of cancer
I can give cirrhosis, I am not the answer
I’m your step dad’s diabolic anger
I am why your top idol lost his glamour
A drunk driver’s fucking whip crashed
What a shitbag. Another kid’s passed, another Mother’s in black
But all you motherfuckers still wanna get trashed

You love me, you need me, you hate me
You love me, you need me, you hate me
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road
You love me, you need me, you hate me
You love me, you need me, you hate me
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road

Fuck it man I'm switching up the pattern
If you wanna count it count your fingers curst
I'm every chip on the table unstable but the highs comes first
I got adrenaline for the rich pins and poor more for ya sins
robbing and breaking Jaws for my debts but the levels never stop building CHING CHING money all my ting ting bring bring
Love it when my buttons ring
Yeah yeah you know what I mean
The triple 7's on the screen seen
Hhhuuuuhhh take a breathe
No accountability but ya families on the table too
fuck me I got that verse back in time G
Man ya merk a burger jumping over hurdles while ya got a tonner in ur pocket
Nicking all ya mothers lockets to be pawning off to make a profit play me
No escape from the tease please greed is an ingredient
of me that ya can't see till ya homeless on the dam streets
Always gonna win in the end see that ya can't beat me I'm greedy for the P
Worldwide G, property mafias backing B
Stacking up racking bare chips colour red and black
I'm smashing like T off a green
Yeah that ́s me

How would you live if I wasn’t here
How would you cope
Who would you be if I disappeared
Would you reach for that rope
I am that voice that lives in your ear
that eats at your soul
I got the keys, so I’m finna steer
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road
You love me, you need me, you hate me
You love me, you need me, you hate me
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road

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