Your Love
Girl, all I wanted was your love, but you gave me nothin
My heart done fell into the streets, and now I'm into bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to win with nothin
Respected nothin', you was hangin' around when I was buckin
Ended discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I loved your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuckin
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuckin
While you was fuckin' with my cousin, told you he a opp
Remember back when we was buddies, we was dissin' opps
Now every time I'm in the V, I gotta spin this block
Cause not for nothin', if I catch him, I'ma send he shots
Ooh, send he shots, um, pull up and I'm aimin' for his top
Duckin' shots, um, girl, he better not run, he better pop
He was talkin' all that shit, he wasn't talkin' bout a plot
Told him if I catch him slippin', I'ma hit him with this rock
Gave you love, told my baby boy and did a dash
Losing trust, that's why I be thinkin' bout the past
Had it rough, reason I be smokin' on the gas
Faded off, can't accept your love and got a pack
Can't accept it cause I hate you, I couldn't ever forgive you
Told you it was over, you got up and took my kid too
Lyin' on my name for the media, I resent you
Tellin' hella phonies like shorty, I never hit you
Told you love, but you gave me nothin
My heart then fell into the streets and now I'm in the bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to end with nothin
Respectin' nothin', you was hangin' around where I was buckin
In the discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I love your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuckin
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuckin', yeah
I was down real bad, I been broke for some days
I gotta chop and let him have it like I'm K with the K
I tell my youngs, keep it tough, go for Saint, play it fair
And if you think you pressin' pressure, I'ma go for your face
Gun sounds every day like it's a fuckin' parade
I took some L's, but I'm gone die cause I'm that nigga Usain
I done lost a lot of people, most I'm fought on the game
I be flippin' that pressure, these bitches all know my name
Ion IB FROSS, but the sauce, just remember the name
Street life, get rugged, put in that pain
We got niggas out here thuggin', just for some fame
I go ghost and keep a huff before I'm dyin' and fainting
Like DURKIO free smokey, oh, I gotta get it
I gotta get it fast, don't matter, it's the way I'm livin
I pricey, pay up in these streets, you gotta cut your feelings
If you ain't runnin' it correct, you gon' be steady fiendin
You gon' be steady fiendin', you gon' be fiendin
Off the Henny, tipsy leanin', I'm tipsy leanin
Told my baby, you didn't see me, why you deceive me
All this trippin' bottles on bottles, I'm gettin' sleazy
All I wanted was your love, but you gave me nothin
My heart done fell into the streets and now I'm in to bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to end with nothin
Respect and nothin', we was hangin' around when I was buckin
In the discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I loved your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuck it
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuck it
And it's like every day, I'm tryna heal my pain
Because I'm hurting all inside of me, I don't wanna say
I pray to God and I just hope that he gon' show me the way
Forever Muslim till I perish, take that shit to the grave
All I wanted was your love, but you gave me nothin
My heart done fell into the streets and now I'm in to bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to end with nothin
Respect and nothin', we was hangin' around when I was buckin
In the discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I loved your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuck it
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuck it
My heart done fell into the streets, and now I'm into bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to win with nothin
Respected nothin', you was hangin' around when I was buckin
Ended discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I loved your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuckin
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuckin
While you was fuckin' with my cousin, told you he a opp
Remember back when we was buddies, we was dissin' opps
Now every time I'm in the V, I gotta spin this block
Cause not for nothin', if I catch him, I'ma send he shots
Ooh, send he shots, um, pull up and I'm aimin' for his top
Duckin' shots, um, girl, he better not run, he better pop
He was talkin' all that shit, he wasn't talkin' bout a plot
Told him if I catch him slippin', I'ma hit him with this rock
Gave you love, told my baby boy and did a dash
Losing trust, that's why I be thinkin' bout the past
Had it rough, reason I be smokin' on the gas
Faded off, can't accept your love and got a pack
Can't accept it cause I hate you, I couldn't ever forgive you
Told you it was over, you got up and took my kid too
Lyin' on my name for the media, I resent you
Tellin' hella phonies like shorty, I never hit you
Told you love, but you gave me nothin
My heart then fell into the streets and now I'm in the bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to end with nothin
Respectin' nothin', you was hangin' around where I was buckin
In the discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I love your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuckin
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuckin', yeah
I was down real bad, I been broke for some days
I gotta chop and let him have it like I'm K with the K
I tell my youngs, keep it tough, go for Saint, play it fair
And if you think you pressin' pressure, I'ma go for your face
Gun sounds every day like it's a fuckin' parade
I took some L's, but I'm gone die cause I'm that nigga Usain
I done lost a lot of people, most I'm fought on the game
I be flippin' that pressure, these bitches all know my name
Ion IB FROSS, but the sauce, just remember the name
Street life, get rugged, put in that pain
We got niggas out here thuggin', just for some fame
I go ghost and keep a huff before I'm dyin' and fainting
Like DURKIO free smokey, oh, I gotta get it
I gotta get it fast, don't matter, it's the way I'm livin
I pricey, pay up in these streets, you gotta cut your feelings
If you ain't runnin' it correct, you gon' be steady fiendin
You gon' be steady fiendin', you gon' be fiendin
Off the Henny, tipsy leanin', I'm tipsy leanin
Told my baby, you didn't see me, why you deceive me
All this trippin' bottles on bottles, I'm gettin' sleazy
All I wanted was your love, but you gave me nothin
My heart done fell into the streets and now I'm in to bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to end with nothin
Respect and nothin', we was hangin' around when I was buckin
In the discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I loved your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuck it
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuck it
And it's like every day, I'm tryna heal my pain
Because I'm hurting all inside of me, I don't wanna say
I pray to God and I just hope that he gon' show me the way
Forever Muslim till I perish, take that shit to the grave
All I wanted was your love, but you gave me nothin
My heart done fell into the streets and now I'm in to bussin
Gave all I had for my position, I was really clutchin
It took me four whole years just to end with nothin
Respect and nothin', we was hangin' around when I was buckin
In the discussion, never noticed how I'm really lovin
I loved your body and your voices, I don't mean to fuck it
But since it's over, I'ma keep all of my feelings fuck it
Credits
Writer(s): Mohamud Mwanambaji
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