No Love - Outro
I can't do love 'cause I love too hard
Pump my brakes, so I take it too far
Because why did I give you the keys to my car?
When you ain't send one text, I don't know where you are
Like who you think you are?
But you know how to say just enough, so we kiss, and we make up
But every time that I'm up in your beds' when I wake up
Ain't been right for a minute, no, no
Déjà vu, 'til you get it, dé-déjà vu 'til you, uh
Ain't no love for these niggas
I'm not bitter, but that shit's bad for your health
I had to learn for myself
So no, ain't no love for these niggas
Look, I'm only tryna help
Before it's somebody else, no-oh-oh-oh
No, no, no, no, no-oh-oh-oh-oh
Girl, chin up, chest out, snap out of that depression
Walk him like a dog, sis, our mothers raised us right
But around here, we do shit like our daddies
Stop breakin' your heart by exaggeratin' your place in other people's lives
They don't even deserve you
You on your worst day? Huh, it's still a vibe
Stop tryna make everybody happy
You ain't tequila, bitch
I'm not bitter
A nigga can really go where he's happy at
I'm hurt (I'm hurt), not broken (not broken)
Pump my brakes, so I take it too far
Because why did I give you the keys to my car?
When you ain't send one text, I don't know where you are
Like who you think you are?
But you know how to say just enough, so we kiss, and we make up
But every time that I'm up in your beds' when I wake up
Ain't been right for a minute, no, no
Déjà vu, 'til you get it, dé-déjà vu 'til you, uh
Ain't no love for these niggas
I'm not bitter, but that shit's bad for your health
I had to learn for myself
So no, ain't no love for these niggas
Look, I'm only tryna help
Before it's somebody else, no-oh-oh-oh
No, no, no, no, no-oh-oh-oh-oh
Girl, chin up, chest out, snap out of that depression
Walk him like a dog, sis, our mothers raised us right
But around here, we do shit like our daddies
Stop breakin' your heart by exaggeratin' your place in other people's lives
They don't even deserve you
You on your worst day? Huh, it's still a vibe
Stop tryna make everybody happy
You ain't tequila, bitch
I'm not bitter
A nigga can really go where he's happy at
I'm hurt (I'm hurt), not broken (not broken)
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Young, Kevin Theodore, Alexandria Von Wallace
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