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2. late - chesle lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
yeah

[chorus]
uh, i got a motive
b*tch, shut up, you talk too much
n*ggas ain’t potent
they won’t ever spill the blood
i gotta own it
can’t you see inside my cup?
i gotta own it
i ain’t with the fake love
n*gga believe
n*ggas been tryin’ to take it from me, uh, yeah
doin’ the dash in the coupe
feelin’ like eighty degrees, uh, yeah
give a f*ck ’bout no rules
don’t you play with me, yeah
wished i loved you too, it’s too late for me, yeah

[verse 1]
passive*aggresive, i’m dubbin’ that b*tch, yeah
no, i ain’t nothin’ to play with
countin’ ’em knots and i got me a grip, yeah
n*ggas been doin’ the same sh*t
say you loved me, then you switched up
promise i’m done with complainin’
told you i would never give up (yeah)
made that switch
pray to god they don’t do it like this
beat the odds, and they back on my d*ck
suicide if i never get rich, yeah, yeah
lanes gon’ flip
n*ggas change when it comes to them chips
n*ggas change when it comes to them cl!cks
i done, said too much, yeah
[chorus]
i got a motive
b*tch, shut up, you talk too much
n*ggas ain’t potent
they won’t ever spill the blood
i gotta own it
can’t you see inside my cup?
i gotta own it
i ain’t with the fake love
n*gga believe
n*ggas been tryin’ to take it from me, uh, yeah
doin’ the dash in the coupe
feelin’ like eighty degrees, uh, yeah
give a f*ck ’bout no rules
don’t you play with me, yeah
wished i loved you too, it’s too late for me

[verse 2]
huddle up
n*ggas needed ’em rubber bands, yeah
bubble up
only time that i got a friend, yeah
you say you knew i’d call again (yeah)
you say you knew i’d fall again (yeah)
i knew better
b*tch done made me a demon now
i’m okay, my team around
b*tch, don’t speak, you see me out, ayy
find that letter, look who won’t receive it now
you can’t ever be around
i done, said too much, yeah
[chorus]
i got a motive
b*tch, shut up, you talk too much
n*ggas ain’t potent
they won’t ever spill the blood
i gotta own it
can’t you see inside my cup?
i gotta own it
i ain’t with the fake love
n*gga believe
n*ggas been tryin’ to take it from me, uh, yeah
doin’ the the dash in the coupe
feelin’ like eighty degrees, uh, yeah
give a f*ck ’bout no rules
don’t you play with me, yeah
wished i loved you too, it’s too late for me, yeah

[outro]
ooh
yeah
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh

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