Tough Love
//Verse 1//
Ride thru the city, Ride thru the hood
Santa maria, DC what's Good??
I know a lot of broke Niggas wey dey feel ma music
And swear they'd help if they could
I'm going hard like the horn on the Bull
You no dey feel ma rap, well that's cool
Because I know a lot of Niggas wey go hate ma song
Even if demma mommee wey sing the hook
Uhh
Real haters...
With no papers..
If your opinion be food seff, tasteless
Big ups the real gees
Wey dey feel real rap
Wey know say ma talent be priceless
I see y'all. I hail y'all
I pray say y'all never lemme fall
I hear y'all. U want more?
So that's what i'mma do till I'm gone
...
I got a lot of rich friends u know
Buh , none of them ever called me like
"Yo... Kula. You doing good... Come for some dough
Record with top cats.. Buy clothes for shows"
NO
Instead, every weekend they blow
A lot of cash on drinks n hoes
I never bore.. that's how life goes...
Well, maybe its Tough Love I suppose



//Verse 2//
Ride thru the city, Ride thru the hood
Santa Maria, DC, what's good?
I know a lot of good girls
Who would do anything to get their Virginity back, if they could
Buh now its too late
Yea, its too late
These bad boys use love as a cool bait
For those of y'all still having it
Keep It
Don't loose it to prove love
That's Stupid
Yo Ells, break the beat down
Make I tell these girliz something they could never find out
Sake of love, so many good girls dey go down
Loosing they Virginity to Niggas wey dey fool
Now, all of u girls, I dey tell u say u for calm down
Sex no dey prove love
Make u never mind am
If he dey give u pressure say make u naked your body den jump into bed
Ma sister, u for leave am right now
Huh
...
She knows a lot of hood boys u know
Buh none of them ever called her
Like
"Yo, Eva, U looking good. And you're decent too
Would like to give u my heart
So u could call me your boo"
No
Instead every boy wants to know
If they Could be Friends with Benefits or so
She never bore.. That's how life goes
Well, maybe its tough love I suppose