No love..
You couldn't love her, even if you tried. She give you her all & all you did was lie
Real nigga, you claimed that. Gang banging, you banged that. Loyal to yo niggas, but yo girl, she wasn't a main fact
Now it's a repeating cycle, love a nigga, hold a nigga down but he don't even write you
Girl when you gon realize you a queen, who deserve a king. These streets niggas ain't gon love you, he ain't gon give you that ring
Love yourself first, or nobody will. & respect yourself girl these niggas don't care!
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