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Broken Love
MO3 & Kevin Gates
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Young Stone (Young Stone, Young Stone) That money, baby (A Million Times) Run into that money, baby, uh Ayy (Let's go) Gotta cut the lights off when it's time to slide The murders I hang around they got me traumatized The life I live if I see a killing I won't say a thang (I won't) X out the witness on a mission he won't say my name (don't blow) Apartment building daddy hustling he was selling 'caine (snow) The bitch I'm dealin' with she hurt me ever felt some pain That struggle made me harder, I’m out here getting fed up Lookin' out the window tryna keep my head up My partner don't take care of his kids I said you gotta man up That made him mad but I'd be wrong if I never said none (for real) Don't got no love for those who left me, now we ain't speaking Your partner dead, you know who did it, so why he still breathing Your bitch got caught texting a nigga, she said that ain't cheating Nigga you crazy if you fall for that cuz that hoe sneaky How do you wanna take the time out to tell you I'm done And I'm gon' keep it real And yeah I know it hurt to find out that they was lying about Feeling the way you feel But you gotta suck it up, uh, toughen up, tell enough Go get that money baby, we gone run it up My dog crossed me now he miss me, yea, he knew what it was I stayed solid from the jump, yea, I'm so tired of broken love Big Sam told me when they painted you a picture Don't let 'em paint you another picture (Why?) Sayin' I switched sides, But you **** with who tried to get me hit (Bitch, yeah) Fake friends smilin' in my face, wanna send it at my top (Grrrah) Package on my cap, will get whacked and recorrect my bitches (Let's go) They did not believe what I was meant to be when I was little (Up there) They did not believe that I would one day get us out these streets (I did) Grandmother tellin' me, They played with me to put 'em out they misery (Come here) My mama sold pussy, I'm just pretendin' like I wasn't lookin' (I wasn't lookin') Maybe that's the only reason that I always fall in love with hookers (Yeah) Standin' in the kitchen, ****in' dope, I'm tryna learn to cook (A million times) I know this bitch gon' **** one of my partners, I go back to jail (Right) I don't get a bond, just hold it down, I come home we gon' share I just wanna take the time out, to tell you I'm down And I'm gon' keep it real And yeah, I know it hurt to find out, that they was lying 'bout Feeling the way you feel But you gotta suck it up (Up), toughen up (Toughen up) Gon' get that money baby, we gon' run it up My dawg crossed me, now he miss me, yeah, he knew what it was I stayed solid from the jump, yeah, I'm so tired of broken love
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