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Oh, I

Fuck the money, cars, clothes, and the hoes, I just want your heart

When you leave, I be wanting know the distance, I hope you ain't far

Tryna buy you everything 'cause I'm guilty

You said that money came by scars

And if you needed me, I promise, I'll be around

And just like Muhammad Ali, I'm tryna go another round

And don't think them niggas like me, I'm tryna tell you, turn around

I see the emotion, I don't know what it is

If your love was a ocean, I'm divin' off the bridge

And I promise ain't no more bitches, in and out my crib, love

Told you that I won't force it

I told you, I'ma be honest

I told you, I'ma keep goin' 'til I put one in yo' stomach

Girl, you mine, no doubt

Can't no one else cuff you 'less you call the cops

Rolls Royce roll-up

Take you out Toyotas

Please, stay focused, your friends don't know us

Walk into the mansion with me, the penthouse tore up

Show me somethin' different once, I come from where there's no love

Where the sun don't shine and the grass don't grow

Where the dope gets sold and the baggiest clothes

Ten million hoes, you the one I chose

I just hope you don't leave me 'lone

Talkin' 'bout Lucci and Reginae

Biggie and Faith, shawty

Girl, I can barely think, come be my head doctor

I made them groupies feel special, that's my biggest problem

I'm that nail you're steppin' on, so I bought you red bottoms

Ayy, got them bucks up like I'm Jrue, only got fly for holidays

In the cell, I'm missin' you, but you keep askin' 'bout my case

But, girl, you gon' die you give my pussy away

Then, I lay right by you, smoke a 'Wood to the face

Please don't think 'bout selling your heart

'Cause I promise that it's worth like billions or more

Every second that we have, let's make it memorable

And every time that we shop, baby, we takin' the store

Oh, I

Fuck the money, cars, clothes, and the hoes, I just want your heart

When you leave, I be wantin' know the distance, I hope you ain't far

Tryna buy you everything 'cause I'm guilty

You said that money came by scars

And if you needed me, I promise, I'll be around

Lucci and Reginae

Biggie and Faith, shawty

Girl, I can barely think, come be my head doctor

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