Helping Hand
I ain't got no more love in me love in me ain't got no love
In me love in me ain't got no more love in me ain't got no
More love in me I gave a helping hand I bet they nail me to
The cross tec got me slower than a sloth bet it's chanel on my
Cloth and if I failed it was my fault knew what I was dealing
With so it was my fault heart to big look what you did it was
My fault fuck that bitch you won't be missed ain't no love lost
You talkin to me like I'm obligated you turned your head when
It was pressure pressure you toot your own horn you on the
Phone like it's meditation before me you was scorn bed sex
That shit annoying karma sutra type of porn hold up you in
The away hoes come dime a dozen bridges burned started
Off on a futon you a discount a coupon you reaching out
Cause you know I got them rackey racks can't even see
How the fuck we slept on the same mat you rode my face
And that relax me walked on me like aladdin carpet don't
Wanna see you fail well partially but loyalty run deep you
Ain't got no value damn look what you put me through
Some like what the opps will do right is wrong wrong is
Right when it come to yo blood we not alike I ain't got
No more love in me love in me ain't got no love in me love
In me ain't got no more love in me ain't got no more love
In me I gave a helping hand I bet they nail me to the cross
Tec got me slower than a sloth bet it's chanel on my cloth
And if I failed it was my fault knew what I was dealing
With so it was my fault I'm confined to my home thoughts
Backwoods complimented with some apricot take me back
Old days granny in the kitchen cooking chicken broth like
How you make them biscuits from scratch 15 on my own
Who knew I'd make it back so tired of mixing wax with a
Match mattress to a mat detention to the county ain't
Show up to court so it's a bounty my dog turned mice
This shit right astounding it kept me grounded every
Time I'm eating I'm thinking about my nigga in the
Chow hall og's giving me lectures they telling me to
Ease up off the pedal when I send the letter I put
Built2last on the letter head I dodged them bullets
In retrospect can't let these niggas down they rooting
For me I wonder where the time went fucked up I was
In debt plug put money on my head I ain't got no more
Love in me love in me ain't got no love in me love In me
Ain't got no more love in me ain't got no more love in me
I gave a helping hand I bet they nail me to the cross tec
Got me slower than a sloth bet it's chanel on my cloth and
If I failed it was my fault knew what I was dealing with so
It was my fault
In me love in me ain't got no more love in me ain't got no
More love in me I gave a helping hand I bet they nail me to
The cross tec got me slower than a sloth bet it's chanel on my
Cloth and if I failed it was my fault knew what I was dealing
With so it was my fault heart to big look what you did it was
My fault fuck that bitch you won't be missed ain't no love lost
You talkin to me like I'm obligated you turned your head when
It was pressure pressure you toot your own horn you on the
Phone like it's meditation before me you was scorn bed sex
That shit annoying karma sutra type of porn hold up you in
The away hoes come dime a dozen bridges burned started
Off on a futon you a discount a coupon you reaching out
Cause you know I got them rackey racks can't even see
How the fuck we slept on the same mat you rode my face
And that relax me walked on me like aladdin carpet don't
Wanna see you fail well partially but loyalty run deep you
Ain't got no value damn look what you put me through
Some like what the opps will do right is wrong wrong is
Right when it come to yo blood we not alike I ain't got
No more love in me love in me ain't got no love in me love
In me ain't got no more love in me ain't got no more love
In me I gave a helping hand I bet they nail me to the cross
Tec got me slower than a sloth bet it's chanel on my cloth
And if I failed it was my fault knew what I was dealing
With so it was my fault I'm confined to my home thoughts
Backwoods complimented with some apricot take me back
Old days granny in the kitchen cooking chicken broth like
How you make them biscuits from scratch 15 on my own
Who knew I'd make it back so tired of mixing wax with a
Match mattress to a mat detention to the county ain't
Show up to court so it's a bounty my dog turned mice
This shit right astounding it kept me grounded every
Time I'm eating I'm thinking about my nigga in the
Chow hall og's giving me lectures they telling me to
Ease up off the pedal when I send the letter I put
Built2last on the letter head I dodged them bullets
In retrospect can't let these niggas down they rooting
For me I wonder where the time went fucked up I was
In debt plug put money on my head I ain't got no more
Love in me love in me ain't got no love in me love In me
Ain't got no more love in me ain't got no more love in me
I gave a helping hand I bet they nail me to the cross tec
Got me slower than a sloth bet it's chanel on my cloth and
If I failed it was my fault knew what I was dealing with so
It was my fault
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Writer(s): Timothy Daniels
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