Key: D minor
Verse 1
Gm
Ayy, it's so crazy 'cause I made this
Fsus4
song off another nigga feelings
Know what I'm saying? What he going
through with his bitch
Eb
Know what I'm saying? He
actually one of my dogs
Know what I'm saying, so, here you go
Verse 2
Gm
We ain't talk in a minute,
so don't hit me up
Bb
And I mix my feelings
with prescription drugs
Gm
When I fell to my knees,
Eb
you ain't pick me up
When I was down on my back,
you said I ain't rich enough
Gm
And we ain't gon' talk about no sex
'cause you ain't get it up
Bb
And I don't want you to suck my dick
'cause you ain't spit enough
Gm
Eb
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
Gm
I'm in the trenches with the sharks,
I ain't have a heart
Bb
Some nights I ain't wanna talk,
I left you in the dark
Gm
Eb
You was lurkin' on my page,
you became a narc
You was writing bitches back,
that shit went too far
Gm
And I carried you on my back
like I ain't have a car
Bb
You was kinda mad I hang
with murderers
Eb
Bitch, you Instagram famous,
but you not a star
Instagram famous, but you not a star
Verse 3
Gm
Bitch, I made you,
F
took you out the hood and I saved you
Bb
While them other niggas tried to play you
Eb
Gm
Bb
Bitch you ungrateful, bitch you ungrateful,
Eb
bitch you un-
Gm
Fsus4
I ain't want a label, I ain't want a label
Eb
I ain't tryna be your friend,
or your man, or your husband
Verse 4
I don't want a label
Gm
You steady throwin' your pussy,
but I don't want none
Bb
I got a wife,
so after me you gotta fuck Von
Gm
Then Ikey,
Eb
then Booka, then it's more fun
I kick her out slick as hell,
Gm
tell her, "Store run"
I know a couple divas, they still a secret
Bb
The bitches I made eat it,
Eb
you would not believe it
This shit was never easy, I move strategic
Me and two, three singers,
we had a threesome
Gm
Back to back, fuckin' back to back,
off the Perky
Bb
Back to back, told her all them lies,
I was perfect
Eb
Always tryna run the streets deep,
I was thirsty
Gotta watch my back,
a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
Gm
That's why I keep my
Bb
.50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit,
Eb
they washed up, detergent
Big Backwood', sat back and burned it
Gm
I'm better, hot like a furnace, yeah
Verse 5
Bitch, I made you,
Eb
took you out the hood and I saved you
Bb
While them other niggas tried to play you
Eb
Gm
Bb
Bitch you un grateful, bitch you ungrateful,
Eb
bitch you un-
Gm
Fsus4
I ain't want a label, I ain't want a label
Eb
I ain't tryna be your friend,
or your man, or your husband
Outro 1
I don't want a label
Gm
Bb
Eb
Gm
Bb
Eb
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