Correction Lyrics 2ND CHANCES by Justin Rarri

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Look what we came down to, huh
Might just call you and tell you that this about you, uh
Even if I'm on a pill, I know for real you ain't gon' judge me
If I lost myself today, and I went broke, would you still love me? (More than anybody)
Baby would you die for my love?
Knowing I would die for a child from you
No a nigga ain't used to this lifestyle
Whole lotta bitches wan' come take this spot from you
Baby I don't need you actin' childish
Girl check up on me and how I'm feelin'
I be lovin' too hard that it hurts
Trapped inside of my head like a curse
Can't say how I feel now
You gon' switch up on me, you ain't real, nah
My baby, my boo, my lil' Nani
You was my bae my lil' Bonnie, yeah
I might just go catch a body, if I see you link up anybody
Crazy how you was my everything, now I gotta act like you nobody
Oh, damn you got me feeling kinda different
I'll admit it
I just wanna spoil you the richest
Bae you know I'm comin' from trenches
My daddy ain't really did fuck wit a nigga
He callin' me, tellin' me "Fuck you, lil' nigga"
All my life I've been betrayed, no them niggas ain't loyal
You done callin' my heart, I adore you

Oh damn
You gon' make me wanna fuck until the morning
Dive in, you wanna take it there said "Go 'head"
Oh I, don't want nobody else to walk in
Fuck all 'em niggas that switchin', I'd rather be stuck with you
Scared to admit that a nigga just really in love wit' you
Could tell that you different, I put all my trust in you
Give a fuck if you mad at me, bitch, I ain't done wit' you
Take a chance, we'll fly out to London
I ain't do all this shit, all for nothing

I ain't make this shit to go and diss you, oh
I just miss you
That's my fault, I let bitches walk in
Promise you, I won't do it again
Got four hoes in the back of the whip
We could hop on a call, I don't cap 'bout this shit
Give a fuck 'bout a bitch, no them hoes never loyal
Violate all them hoes, do it for you
All for your love, put that shit to the side, yeah
All of my niggas they with me
I just hopped out .40 beaming
Told that bitch I'ma thug, don't forget it
I got old hoes in they feelings
Look at all of this money I'm gettin'
Now they heartbroken in my DM
Want you all in my bed layin' with me
Thought I told you that I love you
No you thought that I really ain't mean it
Thought I told you that I want you
I don't listen what niggas be thinkin'
Give a fuck about them niggas on you
They could try all that shit leave 'em dead
I'm the youngin' that run up a M
Baby girl, you the one to the end

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