Luyện nghe bài hát No Label

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

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

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

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

You steady your pussy
but I want none
I got a wife, so me you gotta fuck Von
Ikey, then Booka, then it's more fun
I kick her out as hell, tell her, Store run
I know a couple divas, still a secret
The I made eat it
You would not it
This shit was easy
I strategic
Me and two, singers, we had a threesome
Back to back, back to back, off the perky
Back to back, told her all lies
I was
Always tryna run the deep
I was
Gotta my back, a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
why I keep my .50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit, washed up, detergent
Big Backwood, sat back and it
I'm better, hot like a furnace,

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