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letra de 2nd chances - justin rarri

[verse 1]
look what we came down to, huh
might just call you and tell you that this about you, uh
even if im 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 n-gga ain’t used to this lyfestyle
whole lotta b-tches 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 n0body
oh, d-mn you got me feeling kinda different
i’ll admit it
i jus wanna spoil you the richest
bae you know i’m comin’ from trenches
my daddy ain’t really did f-ck wit a n-gga
he callin’ me, tellin’ me “f-ck you, lil’ n-gga”
all my life been betrayed, no them n-ggas loyal
you know [?] my heart i adore you
[chorus]
oh d-mn
you gon’ make me wanna f-ck until the morning
dive in, you wanna take it there said “go ‘head”
oh i, don’t n0body else to walk in
f-ck all ’em n-ggas that switchin’, i’d rather be stuck with you
scared to admit that a n-gga just really in love wit’ you
could tell that you different, i put all my trust in you
give a f-ck if you mad at me, b-tch, i ain’t done wit’ you
take a trip, we could fly out to london
i ain’t do all this sh-t, all for nothing

[verse 2]
i ain’t make this sh-t to go and diss you, oh
i just miss you
that’s my fault i let b-tches 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 sh-t
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, no them hoes never loyal
violate all them hoes, do it for you
all for your love, put that sh-t to the side, yeah
all of my n-ggas they with me
i just hopped out .40 beaming
told that b-tch i’ma thug, dont forget it
i got old hoes in they feelins
look at all of this money i’m gettin’
now they all broke 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 n-ggas be thinkin’
give a f-ck about them n-ggas on you
they could try all that sh-t leave ’em dead
i’m the youngin’ that run up a m
baby girl, you the one to the end
[chorus]
oh d-mn
you gon’ make me wanna f-ck until the morning
dive in, you wanna take it there said “go ‘head”
oh i, don’t n0body else to walk in
f-ck all ’em n-ggas that switchin’, i’d rather be stuck with you
scared to admit that a n-gga just really in love wit’ you
could tell that you different, i put all my trust in you
give a f-ck if you mad at me, b-tch, i ain’t done wit’ you
take a trip, we could fly out to london
i ain’t do all this sh-t, all for nothing

- justin rarri

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