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no more love Video (MV)




Performed By: Moneybaggmalik
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Wylan Colclough




Moneybaggmalik - no more love Lyrics
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Big body, wide cybertruck
That's how I'm tryna pull up
I can't fall in love
I cannot fall in love
Tryna get rich with my Motherf*ckin' brothers
No more hard times
Tryna make it out the struggle
I don't really wanna
Burst your bubble
But if I f*ck with you
I know I'ma be in trouble
Tryna have some rubber bands
On my presidents
I cannot deliver the message
I am not a letterman
Get on her knees and bless me
Like a reverend
When she throw it, I'ma catch it Like I'm Julian Edelman
She sizing me up, uh
I'm her favorite measurement Can't give her no money
I don't give out settlements
I'm doing way more
Than I ever did
Falling in love
Is not really certain
Can't be romantic
I am not a gentleman
I'm the top dog, lil hoe
I'm not the middleman
Just a few months ago
You was my biggest fan
You switched on me
I thought you was my best friend
I can't tell the difference
With you and another bitch
I am not dissing
But this the best way to vent
But how would you feel if I
Start acting different
But you're doing it right now
What the f*ck's the difference
I've been told you about this
But you don't care
You followed the crowd
But I was the only one
Who was there
Through all the tough time
You thought about committing Suicide
And I'm the only one
That heard all of your cries
I was right there by your side
I really love you, but you showed Me why I should not
We had so much fun like slime But I can no longer
Do no more time
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Big body, wide cybertruck
That's how I'm tryna pull up
I can't fall in love
I cannot fall in love
Tryna get rich with my Motherf*ckin' brothers
No more hard times
Tryna make it out the struggle
I don't really wanna
Burst your bubble
But if I f*ck with you
I know I'ma be in trouble
Tryna have some rubber bands
On my presidents
I cannot deliver the message
I am not a letterman
Get on her knees and bless me
Like a reverend
When she throw it, I'ma catch it Like I'm Julian Edelman
She sizing me up, uh
I'm her favorite measurement Can't give her no money
I don't give out settlements
I'm doing way more
Than I ever did
Falling in love
Is not really certain
Can't be romantic
I am not a gentleman
I'm the top dog, lil hoe
I'm not the middleman
Just a few months ago
You was my biggest fan
You switched on me
I thought you was my best friend
I can't tell the difference
With you and another bitch
I am not dissing
But this the best way to vent
But how would you feel if I
Start acting different
But you're doing it right now
What the f*ck's the difference
I've been told you about this
But you don't care
You followed the crowd
But I was the only one
Who was there
Through all the tough time
You thought about committing Suicide
And I'm the only one
That heard all of your cries
I was right there by your side
I really love you, but you showed Me why I should not
We had so much fun like slime But I can no longer
Do no more time
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Writer: Wylan Colclough
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