Flight Gang G.A. - Not Enough

Ay, not enough
Ay, Benz coupe Porsche truck, not enough
Ay, dually truck, mounted up, not enough
This hoe wit me fine as fuck but she not enough
Yeah I ran this money up but that's not enough
Ay, I need real love that shit no enough
In my feelings I been dealing with a lot of stuff
Ay we can fuck and that's just lust but that shit not enough
I need someone I can trust, and that's not enough
Money don't mean shit, I'm miserable as hell
And this bitch with me she miserable as well
Probably won't last long and I can tell
Feel like we oughta call it quits
In this hotel room she keep on taking pics
Trying to post me on her gram, but I'm not that photogenic
And she not my only women she know I got other bitches
Been wanting to settle down, really wanna family
Oughta own some stock in the that bitch the way I been buying plan b's
Pretty face and slim waist, but that ain't too hard to find
Shaped like a coke bottle, but I can't call her mine
Call her anytime, and I know she pulling up
Told her I need real love and what we got ain't good enough
Ay, not enough
Ay, Benz coupe Porsche truck, not enough
Ay, dually truck, mounted up, not enough
This hoe wit me fine as fuck but she not enough
Yeah I ran this money up but that's not enough
Ay, I need real love that shit no enough
In my feelings I been dealing with a lot of stuff
Ay we can fuck and that's just lust but that shit not enough
I need someone I can trust, and that's not enough
Can I confide in you, I need someone I can vent to
I'm damaged, all the shit a nigga been thru
I took a lot of losses and dealt with a lot of death
This music is therapeutic but I might still need some help
Really thank I need some peace, can you be that
When I walk in the house I'm going thru it, can you see that
Can u make it better
Tryna leave the streets alone seem like they keep pulling me back
I'm sick and tired of having to ride round with a strap
I got post traumatic stress from shit that happened in the field
I just need something real
Can we come together can we build
Don't wanna argue fuss or fight I'd rather chill
I'm inching up on a mill, I'm gettin closer 4 some reason still feeling like it's
Not enough
Ay, Benz coupe Porsche truck, not enough
Ay, dually truck, mounted up, not enough
This hoe wit me fine as fuck but she not enough
Yeah I ran this money up but that's not enough
Ay, I need real love that shit no enough
In my feelings I been dealing with a lot of stuff
Ay we can fuck and that's just lust but that shit not enough
I need someone I can trust, and that's not enough

Written by:
Darius Harris

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