No Love
You've been on my mind, but you tell me to replace you
Smokin' on your name, it bring me pain- I cannot face you
Closin' off my brain, I feel a change- no I don't hate you
But if we remain this fuckin way, I might just break you
Fallin' in this cycle
Ball then quit like Michael
Hard to live this life, oh
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- this life, oh
Oh, oh, oh- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- like Michael
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Gotta hand it to me like we runnin' in a relay
God had planned it for me, went from Green Day straight to LA
Thought I planned the story, go from cheap pay straight to the grave
Now I'm out here touring, went from cheap pay straight to be paid
Yeah, shawty be likin' what shawty can see in me
I thought you was honest when sayin' you loved me and fuckin' believed in me
I knew that you lost it when playin' this game and you fuckin' deceivin' me
You said you won't leave- but then here you go bitch and you up-and-then leavin' me
I'm fine, take two shots
I'm fine, fuck two thots
Thin line that I walk
No time on my clock
You've been on my mind, but you tell me to replace you
Smokin' on your name, it bring me pain- I cannot face you
Closin' off my brain, I feel a change- no I don't hate you
But if we remain this fuckin way, I might just break you
Fallin' in this cycle
Ball then quit like Michael
Hard to live this life, oh
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- this life, oh
Oh, oh, oh- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- like Michael
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Smokin' on your name, it bring me pain- I cannot face you
Closin' off my brain, I feel a change- no I don't hate you
But if we remain this fuckin way, I might just break you
Fallin' in this cycle
Ball then quit like Michael
Hard to live this life, oh
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- this life, oh
Oh, oh, oh- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- like Michael
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Gotta hand it to me like we runnin' in a relay
God had planned it for me, went from Green Day straight to LA
Thought I planned the story, go from cheap pay straight to the grave
Now I'm out here touring, went from cheap pay straight to be paid
Yeah, shawty be likin' what shawty can see in me
I thought you was honest when sayin' you loved me and fuckin' believed in me
I knew that you lost it when playin' this game and you fuckin' deceivin' me
You said you won't leave- but then here you go bitch and you up-and-then leavin' me
I'm fine, take two shots
I'm fine, fuck two thots
Thin line that I walk
No time on my clock
You've been on my mind, but you tell me to replace you
Smokin' on your name, it bring me pain- I cannot face you
Closin' off my brain, I feel a change- no I don't hate you
But if we remain this fuckin way, I might just break you
Fallin' in this cycle
Ball then quit like Michael
Hard to live this life, oh
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- this life, oh
Oh, oh, oh- I'm goin' psycho
Oh, oh, oh- like Michael
No more love to give- I'm goin' psycho
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Writer(s): Ethan Coté
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