Drug Love

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[Intro] She told me (101beats) Way too many hours, I get lonely Every time I see you, I get cold feet I don't wanna feel like I'm a trophy for you You don't have to show me off I'm sick of always callin', callin' You don't have to show me love If you won't be there in the mornin', mornin' I keep fallin' I keep fallin' Know that I keep fallin' Said I keep fallin' Okay [Chorus] You don't have to show me love (No) I've been startin' to think that I work better off these drugs Baby, if you leave, I probably won't even give a fuck Only thing I need in this life is probably dubs Shit, maybe a hug I be with the gang Bitch, my billies quick to take a nigga brain Ayy, swear to God, give him one, he pull out, let it bang I'm a money bender, you can call a nigga Aang Nigga say I can't [Verse] Ain't too much I can't do, money make moves Type of bitch you see on Shade Room in my bedroom I don't do much for the media, I feel like I made it out She the type of bitch gon' eat it up and then I kick her out See, I just want that fuckin' double-R, pull up like Richie Rich If I put your bitch in double-R, don't throw no hissy fits And, bro, don't mention me, that shit is odd, you know I'm fuckin' lit Bitch, I'm bound to get that Audemars, put dancers on my wrist I've been thinkin' 'bout it Don't need no cancer in this bitch, you got gas, then light it Won't even answer on some shit, it ain't 'bout green, decline it If she for me, recline it, I just need better weed Nigga, stop fuckin' with that hard, that shit amphetamine [Interlude] She told me Way too many hours, I get lonely Every time I see you, I get cold feet I don't wanna feel like I'm a trophy for you You don't have to show me off I'm sick of always callin', callin' You don't need to show me love If you won't be there in the mornin', mornin' I've been fallin' [Chorus] You don't have to show me love (No) I've been startin' to think that I work better off these drugs Baby, if you leave, I probably won't even give a fuck Only thing I need in this life is probably dubs Shit, maybe a hug I be with the gang Bitch, my billies quick to take a nigga brain Ayy, swear to God, give him one, he pull out, let it bang I'm a money bender, you can call a nigga Aang Nigga say I can't, hold on [Outro] Ain't too much I can't do, money make moves Type of bitch you see on Shade Room in my bedroom I don't do much for the media, I feel like I made it out She the type of bitch gon' eat it up and then I kick her out
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- Hurricane Wisdom