Out of Love

(Aye, uh, what) (Pouring the drank in my cup) (Drank in my cup) (Ran out of love, love) (Reason for that) (Nigga don't really give a f*ck) Pouring the drank in my cup Ran out of love Reason for that is because I don't got a reason to trust Never said that I was special Knowing we all hurt before I done did myself a favor making friends don't get too close Don't get too close these bitches want your bread that's why they selling hope Only got a couple niggas with me cause they trained to go No matter how you get it, motion is motion even if its slow I don't wanna be like Kodak Black Everyday not trynna to drive the boat Of course niggas talking behind my back Tell me something I don't even know A lot of shit never mattered Double cupping, Henny I'm finne pour Pouring the drank in my cup Ran out of love Reason for that is because I don't even know how to trust I don't even know how to trust I don't even know how to love I don't even know who to trust I can't love a girl that be doing too much I can't love a girl that be doing too much For the right one f*ck it I'll be a munch Sleeping I got to wake up A lot of these bitches ain't doing enough Pouring the drank in my cup Ran out of love Reason for that is because I don't even know how to trust I don't even know how to trust Little baby holding tongue, show me what's up Tell it how it is You never know F*ck it we might be up They say they want the truth But couldn't handle when a nigga keep it a buck Never was the one to lie I ain't got too many options I'm feeling stuck I ain't gone lie found out she wanted the homie I'm like damn I'm out of luck Then they got the nerve to ask a nigga why you always running out of fucking love