Lincoln Apts.

[Intro: India Shawn & Nick Grant]
Everybody put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Everybody put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high, hands up high (Keep 'em high, 'cause they shootin')
Love

[Verse 1: Nick Grant]
I love you like a fiend loves his addiction, love is worth living
Love is commitment, love is making her your missus
Love's a gift, love is when she cook and you do the dishes
Love is having love when niggas feel different, love is keeping your distance
I love you like a mother love and miss her child that's in prison
Even though he ain't innocent, love is letting go
Love is staying with me when I'm low
Love is God, love is faith, fall in love with the unknown
Love is keeping real with me when I'm outta pocket
Love is giving you my last when I ain't really got shit
Love's consistent, love providing, Cupid held me hostage
Love is guidance, love for all but never double-sided
Love is love, love is life, I hope I live to see
Love is telling you things that could make you better than me
I love telling the truth, you fall in love with lies
Love is unconditional, to flaws, I never mind
A father runs out on his fam, the door was open wide
But love brought him back when he thought of his daughter's eyes
Love is passion, rapping to forty, but never sign
Love is a classic album, I'm forever on rewind, what is love?

[Chorus: India Shawn]
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, love you
But what's that got to do with it? (Do with it, do with it)
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate you
And I'll do anything to ruin ya (Ruin ya, ruin ya)
I fucking hate that nigga (Hate)

[Verse 2: Nick Grant]
Hate is vicious, hate is relentless
Hate is the bridge to Hell's entrance
Hate is the cousin of being malicious
Hate is the feeling you get around certain family members
So unforgiving, why hate the hood? I'm a product of it
Hate is the young lady flirting, knowing I got a woman
Hating is clouded judgement
They hate you 'cause you happy
Hate is the word nigga
They hate that I'm young and black, they hate that my hair's nappy
The hatred wants you badly, crab in barrel mentality
Hate is jealous whispers after the insecure dap me
Hate is meant to offend you, be clear, the hate's essential
A slice of devil's pie, tell me what's on the menu
They even hate your progress if it ain't beneficial
Hate is your father poking eyes out of the family pictures
Because your mama moved on, the split wasn't amicable
You hate on God's work, you'll look like an amateur though
Hate is work on her body, so they can lust her figure (Hate)
Rid yourself of all of this hate, be a humble nigga (Hate)
Hate is the fuel that can make a coward bust the trigger (Hate)
Hate is that sneaky cousin that's tryna fuck her nigga, what is hate?

[Chorus: India Shawn]
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, love you
But what's that got to do with it? (Do with it, do with it)
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate you
And I'll do anything to ruin ya (Ruin ya, ruin ya)

[Interlude]
Love is such a beautiful contradiction
It will force you to question all you've ever known
And yet, it will confirm what your soul has known all along
Love is an energy we activate when operating as our highest self
Love is the sweetest taboo Sade spoke of
And the freedom from fear Nina told us about
Love is a complex simplicity Teedra spoke of
And the sweetest thing Lauryn's every known
Love is real
Love is passionate, love is delicious
Love is better than coconut oil
Love is constantly evolving, constantly expanding
Love is infinite
Love is a peace that passes all understanding
So what is hate if love is all there is? (Hate)
If it must be defined, let's call it what it is
Misguided love, blindfolded by fear
After all, it has no identity of its own
Be real, be loved

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
(Keep 'em high, 'cause they shootin')