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(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points) I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, ho fuck me It's safe to say the world getting ugly And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah But that's 'cause you put someone else above me I got bad habits but I want for you to know, yeah Won't talk unless, it's easy to let it go So don't talk to me 'bout pain, and don't talk to me 'bout problems And please don't call my phone if it's only about a dollar 'Cause when it rain, it's gon' rain And you gon' need me way before I need you, I ain't piss poor, yeah If you talk less just know that you could get more, yeah Summertime, we got it popping likе it's Crisco Was way too deep in [?], we was fresh as hell tryna gеt hoes When old girl say she love me now, I wonder where that bitch go If you ask less, just know that you could get more I know that the devil got a side, but it ain't mine I'ma look you dead inside your eyes, tell the truth, know I ain't lying I told bro to flip the whip, make sure they can't slide He done died once, he a cat, now he got eight lives On the other hand, I'm a G, bitch, I got one until it's done And my homie was too gangster, he ain't died to no gun My other homie was too gangster, but he died in the slums Life fucked up, it's like you flip a coin and hope you lucked up SongtexteIn the streets, the devil play, now don't get sucked up My daddy always told me don't you trust none Got a TEC and now I'm invested in my trust funds Bitch, don't talk to me 'bout how you love me You just love it when you fuck me You don't know it hurt me 'cause I love it when you touch me And my heart keep getting tossed around like rugby, yeah I'm so hurt, I'm bound to kill a nigga if he mug me Me and you, we ain't too different, bitch, just listen Got a good head on my shoulders, but my heart was missing I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, ho fuck me It's safe to say the world getting ugly And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah But that's 'cause you put someone else above me I got bad habits but I want for you to know, yeah When I talk less, it's easy to let it go So don't talk to me 'bout pain, and don't talk to me 'bout problems And please don't call my phone if it's only about a dollar 'Cause when it rain, it's gon' rain And you gon' need me way before I need you, I ain't piss poor, yeah If you talk less just know that you could get more, yeah Summertime, we got it popping like it's Crisco Was way too deep in [?] we was fresh as hell tryna get hoes When old girl say she love me now, I wonder where that bitch go If you ask less, just know that you could get more Aus Songtexte Mania