Got It No More
Twenty
It's my job to make you happy but it seem like it's not working lately
(Apex a boss, apex a boss)
I put you before myself cause I'm just tryna make it perfect, baby
If I have to lose my happiness for you then it ain't worth it, baby
Don't you fix your fucking mouth to try and say that I ain't worth it, baby
I don't know
I don't know if we got it no more
I don't know if we got it no more
I don't know if we got it no more
I don't know if we got it no more
Don't you fix your fucking mouth to try and say that I ain't worth it, baby
Sometimes I get so fucking mad that I just wanna leave this earth, lil' lady
But you done held me down forever and this shit is just so fucking crazy
I be thinking to myself like "Is these niggas really riding with me?"
I've been smoking to myself, just tryna smoke my emotions away
They say money not everything
But it buy you everything
Except your lil' happiness
Cause it can't bring happiness
She say "Twenty, boy, you irritating", try to harm me, boo
All them diamonds on you, man, they shining like a carnival
Put on your clothes, I'll pick you up just around 11, girl
I might take you 'round the-, 'round the-, 'round the-, 'round the whole world
You won't ever-ever come home
This gon' be your girl's favorite song
It's my job to make you happy but it seem like it's not working lately
(Apex a boss, apex a boss)
I put you before myself cause I'm just tryna make it perfect, baby
If I have to lose my happiness for you then it ain't worth it, baby
Don't you fix your fucking mouth to try and say that I ain't worth it, baby
I don't know
I don't know if we got it no more
I don't know if we got it no more
I don't know if we got it no more
I don't know if we got it no more
Don't you fix your fucking mouth to try and say that I ain't worth it, baby
Sometimes I get so fucking mad that I just wanna leave this earth, lil' lady
But you done held me down forever and this shit is just so fucking crazy
I be thinking to myself like "Is these niggas really riding with me?"
I've been smoking to myself, just tryna smoke my emotions away
They say money not everything
But it buy you everything
Except your lil' happiness
Cause it can't bring happiness
She say "Twenty, boy, you irritating", try to harm me, boo
All them diamonds on you, man, they shining like a carnival
Put on your clothes, I'll pick you up just around 11, girl
I might take you 'round the-, 'round the-, 'round the-, 'round the whole world
You won't ever-ever come home
This gon' be your girl's favorite song
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Davis, Asten Harris
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