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Performed By: midwxst
Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: Edgar Sarratt, III




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Stabbed me in my back so I don't know who trust now
Running out of time so I'm running out of luck now
Nothing in my heart cuz' I'm running out of love now
Think I might give up cause I don't give a f*ck now
I don't wanna talk, no I don't wanna see your f*cking texts
I've been going through so much, my mind is such a f*cking mess
And you never take the blame, you never want to confess
And I'm tryna keep on going but I'm getting put to the test
Got Chanel on my shooters, yeah they fancy when they hit
I feel like I'm at this point where I don't even give a shit
Every time I make a throwaway it turns into a hit
And you ripped apart my heart, you took it and then it split
Hit my phone on a late night, I don't give a damn
Go and find another nigga, you can find another man
And you used me in your life, I was just a part of your plan
And now you wanna like my songs, you wanna say you a fan
Stabbed me in my back so I don't know who trust now
Running out of time so I'm running out of luck now
Nothing in my heart cuz' I'm running out of love now
Think I might give up cause I don't give a f*ck now
Stabbed me in my back so I don't know who trust now
Running out of time so I'm running out of luck now
Nothing in my heart cuz' I'm running out of love now
Think I might give up cause I don't give a f*ck now
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English

Stabbed me in my back so I don't know who trust now
Running out of time so I'm running out of luck now
Nothing in my heart cuz' I'm running out of love now
Think I might give up cause I don't give a f*ck now
I don't wanna talk, no I don't wanna see your f*cking texts
I've been going through so much, my mind is such a f*cking mess
And you never take the blame, you never want to confess
And I'm tryna keep on going but I'm getting put to the test
Got Chanel on my shooters, yeah they fancy when they hit
I feel like I'm at this point where I don't even give a shit
Every time I make a throwaway it turns into a hit
And you ripped apart my heart, you took it and then it split
Hit my phone on a late night, I don't give a damn
Go and find another nigga, you can find another man
And you used me in your life, I was just a part of your plan
And now you wanna like my songs, you wanna say you a fan
Stabbed me in my back so I don't know who trust now
Running out of time so I'm running out of luck now
Nothing in my heart cuz' I'm running out of love now
Think I might give up cause I don't give a f*ck now
Stabbed me in my back so I don't know who trust now
Running out of time so I'm running out of luck now
Nothing in my heart cuz' I'm running out of love now
Think I might give up cause I don't give a f*ck now
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Writer: Edgar Sarratt, III
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