Actual Love - Bodega Bamz

I’m flawed but I ain’t no killer, see love in all my sinners

We can all be saved and be winners, I been livin', missin' some tennis

But I feed my mind truth so I know it’s getting realer

See my circle getting smaller but my pockets getting bigger

And my strangers be the realest so I ride with all my niggas

And my momma so confused, she don’t know how I’m livin'

'cause she swear that I’m addicted to that pain that they inflicted

To her, but I’m addicted to this love

Ice is all in my blood, it’s love

And they don’t really understand it, how I love them when they don’t

I, I, I, actual love

Thug love, white love, your love, my love

Funk love, I, I, I

Actual love, I roll deep and I know

That some of them are foes but I treat them like my bros

'cause I know that actual love

Actual love, actual love

I know if there’s one thing, I know

I, I, I, actual love

This that top down, drive and let that breeze in

This that season, I love it, I love it

This that top down, drive and let that breeze in

This that season, I love her

Showing love to those who don’t

Those who hate, you know they broke

I done been around the world, been around your girl

Been around the block

(Those were the days I love it) G-God damn

(Those were the days I love it)

Party next door on the weekend

Jumping off the deep end, tryna be a part of the wave

They love it, smell like a thug

Count money like a thug, look, act like a thug

With my millionaire bitch with the rich dad

Say she love it but I can’t meet the parents

I got tats on my hands, got tats on my skull

Tats on my neck, tats on my arms, not the type to bring home

I told her, «I'm the one night type,» she replied, «Alright, cuh»

(That's the reason I love her)

Thug love, white love, your love, my love

Funk love, I, I, I

Actual love, I roll deep and I know

That some of them are foes but I treat them like my bros

'cause I know that actual love

Actual love, actual love

I know if there’s one thing, I know

I, I, I, actual love