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
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February on a bitch, leave ya boyfriend scarred
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I gave you 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 (I got 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 to my face?
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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, wallets ain't in a recession
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Pray to the lord for these blessings, 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
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February on a bitch, leave ya boyfriend scarred
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I gave you 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
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I got no more, no more, no more love
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I got no more, no more, no more love
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I got no more, no more, no more love
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