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(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) yeah

Yeah

Don't need you

Yeah, yeah



You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you step for me

You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)

You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me

Don't fold me, go cold on me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)



(Let's go) I was young when I met her, had me sprung, I can't lie

And I saw the way she played Marcus Clemons, I could die

Yeah, a junkie killed my nigga, he was tryna make a scril

That's when I looked into her eyes and said, "Hey girl, you got a deal"

She was hood with it, bougie with it, sophisticated, calculated

All the niggas wanted her but she's the type that masturbated

Every time them niggas switched up on me, she was there for me

Said nobody loved me in the world but she would care for me

If I helped her get it out the mud then she would share with me

When I see my first hundred thousand, she was there with me

Stack this up, let's get some more, that's the way my mind move

Tonight we on that Hennessy, that shit make my mind blank

We blowing on that NyQuil, that shit make me doze off

Pockets looking mad frail, guess that's why I sold soft

She can talk that money all night, you know I love that

She just want love and loyalty, I said I does that



You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you step for me

You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)

You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me

Don't fold me, go cold on me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)



Told my mama, yeah, I think your son in love, I guess

She the one that's got him acting like a thug, I guess

She the one that's gonna make him catch a slug, I guess

Grandma praying for me while she at the church, God Bless

Traded in the .38, .380 with the clip

I can sneak it in the club, you should see it, it's a trip

Baby, I can't help but notice that you're acting kinda strange

I thought that we was on the same team, what's up with the games?

She started being scandalous and acting all shiesty (shiesty)

Every time I bring it up, she be acting feisty

Your freedom and your life away, watch out, how you f*ck with her? (F*ck with her)

She just told on what's her name, why the f*ck you trusting her? (Ayy)

She just got your daddy killed, she just got your partner hit (yeah)

Them last niggas you seen her with, they was on that robbing shit

Had that Glock in your face like, "Boy, we gotta eat too

You ain't the only one, nigga, yeah, we like the streets too"



You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you step for me

You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)

You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me

Don't fold me, go cold on me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)
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(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) yeah

Yeah

Don't need you

Yeah, yeah



You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you step for me

You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)

You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me

Don't fold me, go cold on me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)



(Let's go) I was young when I met her, had me sprung, I can't lie

And I saw the way she played Marcus Clemons, I could die

Yeah, a junkie killed my nigga, he was tryna make a scril

That's when I looked into her eyes and said, "Hey girl, you got a deal"

She was hood with it, bougie with it, sophisticated, calculated

All the niggas wanted her but she's the type that masturbated

Every time them niggas switched up on me, she was there for me

Said nobody loved me in the world but she would care for me

If I helped her get it out the mud then she would share with me

When I see my first hundred thousand, she was there with me

Stack this up, let's get some more, that's the way my mind move

Tonight we on that Hennessy, that shit make my mind blank

We blowing on that NyQuil, that shit make me doze off

Pockets looking mad frail, guess that's why I sold soft

She can talk that money all night, you know I love that

She just want love and loyalty, I said I does that



You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you step for me

You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)

You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me

Don't fold me, go cold on me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)



Told my mama, yeah, I think your son in love, I guess

She the one that's got him acting like a thug, I guess

She the one that's gonna make him catch a slug, I guess

Grandma praying for me while she at the church, God Bless

Traded in the .38, .380 with the clip

I can sneak it in the club, you should see it, it's a trip

Baby, I can't help but notice that you're acting kinda strange

I thought that we was on the same team, what's up with the games?

She started being scandalous and acting all shiesty (shiesty)

Every time I bring it up, she be acting feisty

Your freedom and your life away, watch out, how you f*ck with her? (F*ck with her)

She just told on what's her name, why the f*ck you trusting her? (Ayy)

She just got your daddy killed, she just got your partner hit (yeah)

Them last niggas you seen her with, they was on that robbing shit

Had that Glock in your face like, "Boy, we gotta eat too

You ain't the only one, nigga, yeah, we like the streets too"



You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you step for me

You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)

You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me

Don't fold me, go cold on me

I need you (I need you)

I need you (I need you)
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Writer: Lou Courtney, Kevin Crowe, Keenan Maurice Webb, Ortiz Erik Reyes, Jay Wayne Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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