No More Love
GloRilla
(Oh, I can't help us)
I been feelin' to talk some real shit
(GloRilla)
You know what I'm sayin', shit that just be on my mind (I just need a little bit)
(Oregon love)
(Oregon love)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Sometimes, I just sit back and just wonder, "What's my purpose here?" (I don't know)
I need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a lil' nervous here (woo)
If they can't see your worth, you got to let 'em know they worth is here
And they can't see me bar for bar, them bitches get no service here
But, tryna make 'em happy, I forgot about my own peace
He tried to let me hold a Glock, but, bae, I got own piece
Ain't nobody gas me up, I always went off my speed
Now, ain't nobody gas me up, I pulled up with my own weed
I believed in me back then when nobody supported me (ayy)
They all on my dick, but months ago they was ignorin' me (huh?)
Last year, I got pregnant, but, the mission got aborted, B
How the hell you hatin' on me, and you havin' way more than me?
The fuck?
Then just like with bitches, like, everybody can't go to the top with you
And, it's like God see that shit, like he just get the-
Lettin' people reveal they true colors, and like they real self
Like, then the crazy part about it is you really be fuckin' with folks
Then, it be crazy like you be fucked up when they really have-
You really have to say, "Bye," to they ass
We was solid as a rock, but 'bout that paper had to cut some hoes
It was, "Fuck the world," with them but now I'm just like, "Fuck them hoes" (fuck 'em)
Catch one of them bitches, and no doubt I probably up that ho (baow, bop, bop)
And it really makes me mad because I really love them hoes
We ain't even fall out, we just don't talk, what the dissin' 'bout?
Now you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin' shit about (lit)
Stop fuckin' with that nigga, then you got up on that weird shit
But I ain't even say nothin' 'cause you probably say I'm weird, bitch
Always put on for my bitch, I used to wear my friend shirt
Swear to God, I feel it in my body when my friend hurt (swear to God)
So many hoes done switched on me, I'm startin' to hate the, "Friend," word
Callin' me that shit is like the white folks sayin' the N-word (on God)
And it just be real shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Then, last thing I'ma talk about is these motherfuckin' niggas
Like, I put them last 'cause I feel like that's the last reason
Like, he 'posed to be bullshittin' or fallin' out
But you know, sometimes that shit happen like
That love shit crazy like
You just got to take shit as lessons though
Everything be happenin' for a reason
Middle finger to my ex, I'm choppin' off my ring finger
The last one told me he was different, but his ass the ring-leader
Tried to get an older guy, but he ain't know a thing either (dumb ass)
Niggas used to sleep on me, but they weren't in my dream either
Couldn't no nigga shoot they shot, I had you at the free-throw
But, nigga, you is foul as hell, your points is at a zero
And you need to got to church 'cause you don't practice what you preach, ho
I used to be yo' ride or die, but now I'm in the streets ho
Yeah, you used to pipe me down and make me act a plumb' ass
But go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass
They see you really fumbled, now they callin' you a dumb ass
'Cause you just lost a million fuckin' dollars with yo' dumb ass (on the gang)
Fuckin' dummy
And that's just real shit, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I'm the voice for the females, you know what I'm sayin'?
The females that probably don't wanna speak up and say that shit on a track
Like, I'ma say that shit though (yeah)
(Oh, I can't help myself
I just need a little bit of Oregan love)
Young, wealthy, and ratchet shit only
You know what I'm sayin'?
Big Glo
Yeah, uh-uh
I don't want no love, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
compositores: Gloria Woods - Jacob Canady - Derrick Miller - Ashot Akopian
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I been feelin' to talk some real shit
(GloRilla)
You know what I'm sayin', shit that just be on my mind (I just need a little bit)
(Oregon love)
(Oregon love)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Sometimes, I just sit back and just wonder, "What's my purpose here?" (I don't know)
I need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a lil' nervous here (woo)
If they can't see your worth, you got to let 'em know they worth is here
And they can't see me bar for bar, them bitches get no service here
But, tryna make 'em happy, I forgot about my own peace
He tried to let me hold a Glock, but, bae, I got own piece
Ain't nobody gas me up, I always went off my speed
Now, ain't nobody gas me up, I pulled up with my own weed
I believed in me back then when nobody supported me (ayy)
They all on my dick, but months ago they was ignorin' me (huh?)
Last year, I got pregnant, but, the mission got aborted, B
How the hell you hatin' on me, and you havin' way more than me?
The fuck?
Then just like with bitches, like, everybody can't go to the top with you
And, it's like God see that shit, like he just get the-
Lettin' people reveal they true colors, and like they real self
Like, then the crazy part about it is you really be fuckin' with folks
Then, it be crazy like you be fucked up when they really have-
You really have to say, "Bye," to they ass
We was solid as a rock, but 'bout that paper had to cut some hoes
It was, "Fuck the world," with them but now I'm just like, "Fuck them hoes" (fuck 'em)
Catch one of them bitches, and no doubt I probably up that ho (baow, bop, bop)
And it really makes me mad because I really love them hoes
We ain't even fall out, we just don't talk, what the dissin' 'bout?
Now you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin' shit about (lit)
Stop fuckin' with that nigga, then you got up on that weird shit
But I ain't even say nothin' 'cause you probably say I'm weird, bitch
Always put on for my bitch, I used to wear my friend shirt
Swear to God, I feel it in my body when my friend hurt (swear to God)
So many hoes done switched on me, I'm startin' to hate the, "Friend," word
Callin' me that shit is like the white folks sayin' the N-word (on God)
And it just be real shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Then, last thing I'ma talk about is these motherfuckin' niggas
Like, I put them last 'cause I feel like that's the last reason
Like, he 'posed to be bullshittin' or fallin' out
But you know, sometimes that shit happen like
That love shit crazy like
You just got to take shit as lessons though
Everything be happenin' for a reason
Middle finger to my ex, I'm choppin' off my ring finger
The last one told me he was different, but his ass the ring-leader
Tried to get an older guy, but he ain't know a thing either (dumb ass)
Niggas used to sleep on me, but they weren't in my dream either
Couldn't no nigga shoot they shot, I had you at the free-throw
But, nigga, you is foul as hell, your points is at a zero
And you need to got to church 'cause you don't practice what you preach, ho
I used to be yo' ride or die, but now I'm in the streets ho
Yeah, you used to pipe me down and make me act a plumb' ass
But go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass
They see you really fumbled, now they callin' you a dumb ass
'Cause you just lost a million fuckin' dollars with yo' dumb ass (on the gang)
Fuckin' dummy
And that's just real shit, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I'm the voice for the females, you know what I'm sayin'?
The females that probably don't wanna speak up and say that shit on a track
Like, I'ma say that shit though (yeah)
(Oh, I can't help myself
I just need a little bit of Oregan love)
Young, wealthy, and ratchet shit only
You know what I'm sayin'?
Big Glo
Yeah, uh-uh
I don't want no love, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
compositores: Gloria Woods - Jacob Canady - Derrick Miller - Ashot Akopian
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