Out of Love

(Aye, uh, what)
(Pouring the drank in my cup)
(Drank in my cup)
(Ran out of love, love)
(Reason for that)
(Nigga don't really give a fuck)

Pouring the drank in my cup
Ran out of love
Reason for that is because
I don't got a reason to trust
Never said that I was special
Knowing we all hurt before
I done did myself a favor making friends don't get too close
Don't get too close these bitches want your bread that's why they selling hope
Only got a couple niggas with me cause they trained to go
No matter how you get it, motion is motion even if its slow
I don't wanna be like Kodak Black
Everyday not trynna to drive the boat
Of course niggas talking behind my back
Tell me something I don't even know
A lot of shit never mattered
Double cupping, Henny I'm finne pour

Pouring the drank in my cup
Ran out of love
Reason for that is because
I don't even know how to trust

I don't even know how to trust
I don't even know how to love
I don't even know who to trust
I can't love a girl that be doing too much
I can't love a girl that be doing too much
For the right one fuck it I'll be a munch
Sleeping I got to wake up
A lot of these bitches ain't doing enough

Pouring the drank in my cup
Ran out of love
Reason for that is because
I don't even know how to trust
I don't even know how to trust
Little baby holding tongue, show me what's up
Tell it how it is
You never know
Fuck it we might be up
They say they want the truth
But couldn't handle when a nigga keep it a buck
Never was the one to lie
I ain't got too many options I'm feeling stuck
I ain't gone lie found out she wanted the homie I'm like damn I'm out of luck
Then they got the nerve to ask a nigga why you always running out of fucking love



Credits
Writer(s): Daronn Gaither
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