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3Fortiori
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Tell me how I'm supposed to love you I can't even love myself
How I'm supposed to trust you I don't even trust myself
Yea
Yea
Left my feelings on the shelf
The only thing I'm loving is the money and the wealth
Hold up
I guess I gotta do it by myself
Cause when you at the bottom don't nobody wanna help
Yea
Yea
They ain't really care bout how I felt
Now I spend a hundred thousand dollars on a belt
Yea
She was saying
Good luck
Good luck
Ain't believe in a nigga but you
Shoulda
Shoulda
Yea
Now I'm never coming home
She was doubting on a nigga
Now she sitting all alone on her phone
Her nigga on
See me on stage they sing along
What's going on
What these hater want from me
I can't have a hater coming up on me
Got dam
I guess you'll never know
People come around and then they go
And that's cool with me
All this ice on me don't need you to be cool with me
Tell me how I'm supposed to love you I can't even love myself
How I'm supposed to trust you I don't even trust myself
Yea
Yea
Left my feelings on the shelf
The only thing I'm loving is the money and the wealth
Hold up
I guess I gotta do it by myself
Cause when you at the bottom don't no body wanna help
Yea
Yea
They ain't really care bout how I felt
Now I spend a hundred thousand dollars on a belt
Yea
What's going on
Remember when they wouldn't sing along
Got so many girls they jumping out they thongs
What do you want
I know you thought I wouldn't make it on
If I ever thought I loved you I was wrong
First you act out
Then you backed out
Now you blowing up my phone cause I got racks now
Where you at now
Know you want me back now
Girl I left you in the past no looking back now
Tell me how I'm supposed to love you I can't even love myself
How I'm supposed to trust you I don't even trust myself
Yea
Yea
Left my feelings on the shelf
The only thing I'm loving is the money and the wealth
Hold up
I guess I gotta do it by myself
Cause when you at the bottom don't no body wanna help
Yea
Yea
They ain't really care bout how I felt
Now I spend a hundred thousand dollars on a belt
Yea
Writer(s): Wyatt Alberto Walker
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