No More Love Chords by GloRilla

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[Verse]
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■  ■ I been feelin' to talk some real shit
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You know what I'm sayin' shit that just be on my mind
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Sometimes I just sit back and just wonder What's my purpose here I
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Need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a lil' nervous here If they can't see your worth you got
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to let 'em know they worth is here And they can't see me bar for bar them bitches get no
                
service here But
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Tryna make 'em happy I forgot about my own peace He tried to let me hold a Glock but bae I got
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own piece Ain't nobody gas me up I always went off my speed Now ain't nobody gas me up I pulled
                                                                                
up with my own weed I believed in me back then when nobody supported me They all
                                                                                           
On my dick but months ago they was ignorin' me Last year I got pregnant but the mission got
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aborted B How the hell you hatin' on me and you havin' way more than me The fuck Then just like
                                                                      
with bitches like everybody can't go to the top with you And it's like


[Chorus]
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God see that shit like he just get the Lettin' people reveal they true colors and like they
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real self Like then the crazy part about it is you really be fuckin' with folks Then it be
     
crazy
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Like you be fucked up when they really have You really have
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To say Bye to they ass We was solid as a


[Verse]
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Rock but 'bout that paper had to cut some hoes It was Fuck the world with them but now I'm just
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like Fuck them hoes Catch one of them
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Bitches and no doubt I probably up that ho And it really makes me mad because I really love
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them hoes We ain't even fall
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Out we just don't talk what the dissin' 'bout Now you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin'
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shit about Stop fuckin' with that nigga then you got up on that weird shit But I ain't even say
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nothin' 'cause you probably say I'm weird bitch Always put on for my bitch I used to wear my
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friend shirt Swear to God I feel it in
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My body when my friend hurt So many hoes done switched on me I'm startin' to hate the Friend
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word Callin' me that shit is like the white folks sayin' the Nword And it just be real shit you
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know what I'm sayin' Then last thing I'ma talk about is these motherfuckin' niggas Like I put
                  
them last 'cause I


[Chorus]
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Feel like that's the last reason Like he 'posed to be bullshittin' or fallin' out But you know
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sometimes that shit happen like That love shit crazy like You just got to take shit as lessons
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though Everything be happenin' for a reason ■ Middle finger to my ex I'm choppin' off my ring
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finger The last one told me he was different but his ass the ringleader Tried to get an older
                
guy but he ain't


[Verse]
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Know a thing either Niggas used to sleep on me but they weren't in my dream either Couldn't no
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nigga shoot they shot I had you at the freethrow But nigga you is foul as hell your points is
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at a zero And you need to got to church 'cause you don't practice what you preach ho I used to
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be yo' ride or die but now I'm in the streets ho Yeah you used to pipe me down and make me act


[Chorus]
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A plumb' ass But go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass They see you
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really fumbled now they callin' you a dumb ass 'Cause you just lost a million fuckin' dollars
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with yo' dumb ass Fuckin' dummy And that's just real shit know what I'm sayin' Like I'm the
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voice for the females you know what I'm sayin' The females that probably don't wanna speak up
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and say that shit on a track Like I'ma say that shit though (Oh I can't help myself I just need
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a little bit of ■ ■ Oregan love) Young wealthy
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And ratchet shit only You know what I'm
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Sayin' Big Glo Yeah uhuh I don't want
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no love yeah Uh yeah Uh yeah


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