Luyện nghe bài hát No Label

DY
Ayy, it's so
'Cause I made this song off another feelings

Know what I'm
he going through with his bitch
Know I'm sayin'?
He one of my dogs
Know what I'm
So, you go

We ain't in a minute, so don't hit me up
And I mix my feelings prescription drugs
When I fell to my knees, you pick me up
When I was on my back
you said I ain't rich
And we ain't talk no sex
'Cause you get it up
And I don't want you to my dick
'Cause you ain't enough
You an lil' bitch, said I ain't spend enough
You told me you want ass shots
'Cause you ain't thick
I'm in the trenches with the
I ain't a heart
Some nights I ain't wanna
I left you in the
You was lurkin' on my page, you a narc'
You was writing bitches back, shit went too far
And I you on my back like I ain't have a car
You was mad I hang with murderers
Bitch, you famous, but you not a star
(Instagram famous, but you not a star)

Bitch, I you
Took you out the and I saved you
While them niggas tried to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you u
I ain't a label
I want a label
I ain't tryna be your
Or your man, or husband
I don't a label

You steady throwin' pussy
but I don't want
I got a wife, so me you gotta fuck Von
Then Ikey, then Booka, then it's fun
I kick her out slick as hell, tell her, run
I know a couple divas, still a secret
The I made eat it
You would not it
shit was never easy
I move
Me and two, three singers, we had a
to back, fuckin' back to back, off the perky
Back to back, told her all lies
I was
Always tryna run the streets
I was
watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
That's why I my .50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit, they up, detergent
Big Backwood, sat and burned it
I'm better, hot like a furnace,

Bitch, I you
Took you out the hood and I you
While them other tried to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you un
I want a label
I ain't a label
I ain't tryna be friend
Or your man, or husband
I want a label