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Bitch give me yo love, nah I don't feel like I should confront Yes my spirit lives on So I'll come and haunt you Ho, don't get taunt She does the stunt Like these pussy niggas don't know how to run, they just stay there Run motherfucker, run motherfucker Yeah motherfucker run I got the gun in my pocket I want his soul, give it to me I want her soul, give it to me All the fake love 'round the world Flex my gun, so the wound can heal Nah it's not infected I got the AK pin We run 'round the block If these pussy niggas see us We not done We do the job We get it done, like I want her love So give it to me We run the block, lil' boy don't be scared Me and you couldn't compare Man I hate the new me I wanna kill the old me I wanna shoot the new me I wanna stab the old me I wanna hang the new me I wanna choke the old me I wanna beat the new me I wanna see the old me I want it, so give it to me I want her soul give it to me She doesn't have feelings Bitch, give it to me Disco ball on the top We slow dancing but just in my head I really miss the bitch, I really love this bitch But she flew to Orlando, so I gotta move on We kissed on the apartment stairs Then we made out We both fell in love, yeah in some kind of way I told her, I love you She said, I love you too Didn't know she had to move, and my heart went cold I got played like a fool She flew like a ghost, like she never existed Guess the love wasn't true Aye guess the love wasn't true I know I'm not noticed, but bitch I'm still trying Yeah I'm still grinding, yeah I'm still writing I really had feelings for this girl My heart got attached Yeah I know she went to Florida If you asking me where she went? She went to orlando Yeah she took the plane, and she left With no goodbye no kiss I wish I could go back
Writer(s): Jeronimo Ortega Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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