Cm Fm Fm It's my love, it's your love, it's our loveCm Cm And I be thinkin' the world is out of loveFm Fm So lovestruck, it's fucked upCm And she don't really care because: [Chorus]Cm Everybody want the same thingFm New chain, new car, and the same ringFm I just wanna make money with the same gangCm New glass, new frame, but the same laneCm Whole team cope different, but the same painFm Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain janeFm Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fameCm I'm committed to myself, nigga, so I can't changeCm She wanna pop it, lock it, drop itFm I'm so up, baby, stop itFm Tinted windows ridin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin'Cm Cm She wanna come, my bitch showin' no loveFm Toxic, baby, can't trust, be honestFm She want me to hit it, no boxin'Cm Pass the grip, toss it [Verse]Cm Hop in the Bentley, the 'Rari, the MulsanneFm You got a problem with me, you can come say itFm Pass the lil' thottie off, I had to relay itCm Now when they say my name, they be like, "He made it"Cm Oh shit, that's Tecca, that boy up in NYFm I'm really from Queens, but they say I'm from LIFm Sixth grade up in two thirty-one with my fellasCm Cm It's so sad, when I moved out the hood, we all fell out [Post Verse]Fm Obvious that we don't give a fuckFm They used to stick me upCm And now they showin' upCm And now they showin' loveFm I'm gettin' love from up aboveFm No, no, don't hit me upCm No, no, don't hit me up, no, no [Chorus]Cm Everybody want the same thingFm New chain, new car, and the same ringFm I just wanna make money with the same gangCm New glass, new frame, but the same laneCm Whole team cope different, but the same painFm Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain janeFm Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fameCm I'm committed to myself, nigga, so I can't changeCm She wanna pop it, lock it, drop itFm I'm so up, baby, stop itFm Tinted windows ridin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin'Cm Cm She wanna come, my bitch showin' no loveFm Toxic, baby, can't trust, be honestFm She want me to hit it, no boxin'Cm Pass the grip, toss it [Pre-Chorus]Cm Fm Fm It's my love, it's your love, it's our loveCm Cm And I be thinkin' the world is out of loveFm Fm So lovestruck, it's fucked upCm And she don't really care because [Chorus]Cm Everybody want the same thingFm New chain, new car, and the same ringFm I just wanna make money with the same gangCm New glass, new frame, but the same laneCm Whole team cope different, but the same painFm Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain janeFm Bitches fuckin' different niggas for the same fameCm Cm I'm committed to myself, nigga, so I can't change [Outro]Fm Obvious that we don't give a fuckFm Cm Cm They used to stick me up, stick me upFm I'm gettin' love from up aboveFm Cm No, no, don't hit me up, hit me up
Out Of Love
Lil Tecca
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