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Oh! I can't help us GloRilla I just need a little bit Oregan love Oregan love (ATL Jacob ATL Jacob) G minorGm C majorC Sometimes I just sit back and just wonder, "What's my purpose here " (I don't know) BB C majorC I need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a lil' nervous here (Whoo) G minorGm C majorC If they can't see your worth, you got to let 'em know they worth is here BB C majorC And, they can't see me boss the bottom, bitches get no service here G minorGm C majorC But, tryna make 'em happy I forgot about my own peace BB C majorC Tried to let me hold a Glock, but, bae I got own peace G minorGm C majorC Ain't nobody gas me up I always went off my speed BB C majorC Now, ain't nobody gas me up I pulled up with my own weed G minorGm C majorC I believed in me back then when nobody supported me (Ayy) BB C majorC They all on my dick, but months ago they was ignoring me (Huh) G minorGm C majorC Last year I got pregnant, but, the mission got aborted G+G BB C majorC How the Hell you hatin' on me, and you happy way more than me? G minorGm C majorC BB C majorC The fuck? They ?: with bitches, like, everybody can't Go to the top with you And, it's like God see that shit Like he just get the— Let people reveal they true colors, and like they real self Like, then the crazy part about it is you really be fuckin' with folks Then, it be crazy like you be fucked up when they really have— You really have to say, "Bye," to they ass We was solid as a rock, but 'bout that paper had to cut some hoes It was ?: but now I'm just like, "Fuck them hoes" (Fuck 'em) Catch one of them bitches, damn near die I probably up that Ho (Baow, bop, bop) And, it really makes me mad because I really love them hoes We ain't even fall out, we just don't talk, what the dissin' 'bout? Now, you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin' shit about (Lit) Stop fuckin' with that nigga, then you got up on that weird shit But I ain't even say nothin' 'cause you probably say I'm weird, bitch Always put on for my bitch I used to run my friend circle Swear to God I feel it in my body when my friend hurt So many hoes done switched on me I'm startin' to hate the, "Friend," word Callin' me that shit is like the white folks sayin' the N-word (On God) And, it just be real shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Then, last thing I'm talkin' 'bout is these motherfuckin' niggas Like I put them on blast 'cause I feel like that's the last reason Like, you 'posed to be bull-shittin' the boss now? But, you know, sometimes, that shit happen Like, that love shit crazy Like, you just got to take shit, listen stuff Everything be happenin' for a reason Middle finger to my ex I'm choppin' off my ring finger The last one told me he was different, but, his ass the ring-leader Trapped ?:, but, he ain't know a thing either (Dumb ass) Niggas used to sleep on me, but, they weren't in my dream either Could no nigga shoot they shot I had you at the free-throw But, nigga, you is foul as Hell, your points is at a zero And, you need to got to Church 'cause you don't practice what you preach, ho I used to be yo' ride or die, but, now I'm in the streets ho Yeah, you used to pipe me down and make me act a plumb' ass But Go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass They see you really fumble, now they callin' you a dumb ass 'Cause you just lost a million fuckin' dollars with yo' dumb ass (On God) Fuckin' dummy And, that's just real shit, know what I'm sayin'? Like I'm the voice for the females, you know what I'm sayin'? The females that probably don't wanna speak up and say that shit on a track Like I'ma say that shit though (Yeah) (Oh I can't help myself I just need a little bit of Oregan love) Young, wealthy, and rather shit only You know what I'm sayin'? Big Glo Yeah, uh-uh I don't want no love, yeah Uh, yeah Uh, yeah
Other versions of No More Love
Alternative guitar chords and tabs for No More Love by Glorilla
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