| DJ Chose
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| P Crisco
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| Even 12 couldn’t cuff me, I write my life in these bars
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| They be all up in they feelings, you know I ain’t got no heart (Never)
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| February on a bitch (Yup), leave ya boyfriend scarred (Scarred)
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| I gave your ass all type of chances, but you couldn’t play the part
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| That’s why, I got no more no more no more love (No more love)
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| I got no more no more no more love (I got no more love)
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| I got no more no more no more love (I got no more love)
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| I got no more no more no more love
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| Remember you told me you was down, switched sides on me quick
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| Put them rumors in the streets, I guess we ain’t have shit
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| How you lie’d in my face? |
| (How?) You as fake as it gets
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| Them tables turned on yo ass, now watch how real this shit gets
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| I had to teach her a lesson, I knew that bitch a finesser
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| I didn’t fold under pressure, I hid that work in my dresser
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| My hustle game was impressive
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| Up in the hills, no reception, wallet ain’t in a recession
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| Pray to the lord for these blessings
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| Right now I’m swimming in checks
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| I need all these bags, I don’t need nothing lesser
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| You see me came up, you see my chain up
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| I switched my game up, working on my anger
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| I’m blowing these lames up, no I still ain’t changed up (Nope)
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| No I still ain’t changed up
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| Even 12 couldn’t cuff me, I write my life in these bars
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| They be all up in they feelings, you know I ain’t got no heart (Never)
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| February on a bitch (Yup), leave ya boyfriend scarred (Scarred)
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| I gave your ass all type of chances, but you couldn’t play the part
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| That’s why, I got no more no more no more love (No more love)
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| I got no more no more no more love (I got no more love)
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| I got no more no more no more love (I got no more love)
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| I got no more no more no more love (no more love) |