Key: D minor
Verse 1
F#m
Ayy, it's so crazy 'cause I made this
Esus4
song off another nigga feelings
Know what I'm saying? What he going
through with his bitch
D
Know what I'm saying? He
actually one of my dogs
Know what I'm saying, so, here you go
Verse 2
F#m
We ain't talk in a minute,
so don't hit me up
A
And I mix my feelings
with prescription drugs
F#m
When I fell to my knees,
D
you ain't pick me up
When I was down on my back,
you said I ain't rich enough
F#m
And we ain't gon' talk about no sex
'cause you ain't get it up
A
And I don't want you to suck my dick
'cause you ain't spit enough
F#m
D
You an ungrateful lil' bitch,
said I ain't spend enough
You told me you want your ass shots
'cause you ain't thick enough
F#m
I'm in the trenches with the sharks,
I ain't have a heart
A
Some nights I ain't wanna talk,
I left you in the dark
F#m
D
You was lurkin' on my page,
you became a narc
You was writing bitches back,
that shit went too far
F#m
And I carried you on my back
like I ain't have a car
A
You was kinda mad I hang
with murderers
D
Bitch, you Instagram famous,
but you not a star
Instagram famous, but you not a star
Verse 3
F#m
Bitch, I made you,
E
took you out the hood and I saved you
A
While them other niggas tried to play you
D
F#m
A
Bitch you ungrateful, bitch you ungrateful,
D
bitch you un-
F#m
Esus4
I ain't want a label, I ain't want a label
D
I ain't tryna be your friend,
or your man, or your husband
Verse 4
I don't want a label
F#m
You steady throwin' your pussy,
but I don't want none
A
I got a wife,
so after me you gotta fuck Von
F#m
Then Ikey,
D
then Booka, then it's more fun
I kick her out slick as hell,
F#m
tell her, "Store run"
I know a couple divas, they still a secret
A
The bitches I made eat it,
D
you would not believe it
This shit was never easy, I move strategic
Me and two, three singers,
we had a threesome
F#m
Back to back, fuckin' back to back,
off the Perky
A
Back to back, told her all them lies,
I was perfect
D
Always tryna run the streets deep,
I was thirsty
Gotta watch my back,
a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
F#m
That's why I keep my
A
.50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit,
D
they washed up, detergent
Big Backwood', sat back and burned it
F#m
I'm better, hot like a furnace, yeah
Verse 5
Bitch, I made you,
D
took you out the hood and I saved you
A
While them other niggas tried to play you
D
F#m
A
Bitch you un grateful, bitch you ungrateful,
D
bitch you un-
F#m
Esus4
I ain't want a label, I ain't want a label
D
I ain't tryna be your friend,
or your man, or your husband
Outro 1
I don't want a label
F#m
A
D
F#m
A
D
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