JDR MOB - Valentine

Girl I tried
Too many times yea
You ain't wanna change
I left you behind yea

Girl I tried
Too many times yea
You ain't wanna change
I left you behind yea

Girl I tried
Too many times
I changed my ways
You stayed the same

Girl I tried
Two times time five
But you ain't change at all
We going separate ways

You was into action and fashion I guess
I was into AP's, Rolexes, Piguets
Opposites attract well it killed our romance
I feel like the man when I'm hopping off my jet

Playing Russian Rouilette
Cause I'm taking all bets
My only goal is to ball dawg
And if I shoot its all net

And if you sending yo soldiers at me
Better tell them ni**as fall back
Got all of my troops in the front
So ima sit back and relax

Girl I tried
Too many times yea
You ain't wanna change
I left you behind yea

Girl I tried
Too many times yea
You ain't wanna change
I left you behind yea

Left yo behind
I had to slide yea
Girl I thought you was the one
I changed my mind yea

This so insane you stayed the same
This is a crime yea
I use to think that girls like you
Was hard to find yea

Girl I tried
Too many times yea
Look at my watch like what is the time yea
What is the time yea

You wanna get mad at me
Talking bout I do this s**t all the time yea
You'd rather react and cause drama than see what's on a ni**a mind yea
See what's on a ni**a mind yea yea

So I'm on my way
I'm on the gas
And you on the brakes

You wanna get mad
You wanna throw fits and s**t at my face
See I tried to talk to you girl but you make me feel so outta place yea
Like I need to pack up my things hit the door just to give you some space yea

Bout to f**k with them bi***es that f**k on the low
I'm gone f**k with them bi***es that don't do nothing wrong
Bout to f**k with them bi***es that just wanna smoke
They wanna go low they wanna give head they wanna give throat

Yea, can't f**k with no hoe that be doing the most
Yea, had to cut off that hoe she be doing the most
Just focused on getting that money
And keep a few hoes that's on go

And if she a duck
Then leave that a** on the side of the road
Like a fly on the road
I get money for sure

I get money off clothes
Double G on the clothes
She just wanna f**k with me cause I put on my hoes
Diamonds on me got me dripping that water galore

You was just relaxing and scratching yo head
The least you could do was make sure I got feed
I was out here working trynna rack up on a check
No you gotta me thinking to the left bih to the left

I feel like a f***in ref
To the left
To the left
Now to the left

Written by:
ISRAEL MOREHEAD, JOHN MOREHEAD

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