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Ain't Mines Video (MV)




Performed By: Yuno Trae
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Tramaine McFarland




Yuno Trae - Ain't Mines Lyrics




Used to be coolin' up on FaceTime, I guess you changed mind
I can't love her if she ain't mine, heard it from the grapevine
Post that block at the same time, hit him with that same nine
Pop a nigga like a hate crime, way before that fame shine

Jumped back with my brothers, I knew this rap I couldn't make away
It's funny how time change, do my big shit like I'm Flavor Flav
Heard they say he ain't bout ya, let's see, okay, okay, okay
Annoyed of snake's fake lies, and them rainy days

Day shifts in that spot, I used to serve, I felt like Rachael Ray
Grindin' on my grind like Tony Hawk or how them skaters skate
I tell you that I'm fine when I'm not my most toxic trait
Same shit on my mind, depressed thoughts on my day-to-day

My past love life taught me that love shit ain't relevant
Sad to say one hard pill to swallow, we all ain't goin' win
Turn my back on the world, f*ck friends like Vlone on the print
Loses back, to back I couldn't cope had to take it on the chin

Coolin' up on FaceTime, I guess you changed mine
I can't love her if she ain't mine, heard it from the grapevine
Post that block at the same time, hit him with that same nine
Pop a nigga like a hate crime, way before that fame shine

Jumped back with my brothers, I knew this rap I couldn't make away
It's funny how time change, do my big shit like I'm Flavor Flav
Heard they say he ain't bout ya, let's see, okay, okay, okay
I know the snake's fake lies, and I'm rainy day

Up all night with JB, we was really scheming, tryna catch us one
You took a right, I took a left, lil' meat out that spot at 11 some
I got doggies in that field, no home trainin', but they gon' fetch him
40 gon clap, mm-hmm, yeah, that's how it's done

Trench we made it out that sandlot, he keep his hands high
He cookin' like some ham hocks, blow shit like the fan
Them drugs are in me, my last word, he'll do it all again
Arguments a habit, lovin' me, I don't recommend

Coolin' up on FaceTime, I guess you changed mine
I can't love her if she ain't mine, heard it from the grapevine
Post a block at the same time, hit him with that same nine
Pop a nigga like a hate crime, wait before that fame shine

Jumped back with my brothers, I knew this rap I couldn't make away
It's funny how time change, do my big shit like I'm Flavor Flav
I heard they sayin' he ain't bout shit, let's see, okay, okay, okay
I know the snakes fake lies, and I'm rainy days
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Used to be coolin' up on FaceTime, I guess you changed mind
I can't love her if she ain't mine, heard it from the grapevine
Post that block at the same time, hit him with that same nine
Pop a nigga like a hate crime, way before that fame shine

Jumped back with my brothers, I knew this rap I couldn't make away
It's funny how time change, do my big shit like I'm Flavor Flav
Heard they say he ain't bout ya, let's see, okay, okay, okay
Annoyed of snake's fake lies, and them rainy days

Day shifts in that spot, I used to serve, I felt like Rachael Ray
Grindin' on my grind like Tony Hawk or how them skaters skate
I tell you that I'm fine when I'm not my most toxic trait
Same shit on my mind, depressed thoughts on my day-to-day

My past love life taught me that love shit ain't relevant
Sad to say one hard pill to swallow, we all ain't goin' win
Turn my back on the world, f*ck friends like Vlone on the print
Loses back, to back I couldn't cope had to take it on the chin

Coolin' up on FaceTime, I guess you changed mine
I can't love her if she ain't mine, heard it from the grapevine
Post that block at the same time, hit him with that same nine
Pop a nigga like a hate crime, way before that fame shine

Jumped back with my brothers, I knew this rap I couldn't make away
It's funny how time change, do my big shit like I'm Flavor Flav
Heard they say he ain't bout ya, let's see, okay, okay, okay
I know the snake's fake lies, and I'm rainy day

Up all night with JB, we was really scheming, tryna catch us one
You took a right, I took a left, lil' meat out that spot at 11 some
I got doggies in that field, no home trainin', but they gon' fetch him
40 gon clap, mm-hmm, yeah, that's how it's done

Trench we made it out that sandlot, he keep his hands high
He cookin' like some ham hocks, blow shit like the fan
Them drugs are in me, my last word, he'll do it all again
Arguments a habit, lovin' me, I don't recommend

Coolin' up on FaceTime, I guess you changed mine
I can't love her if she ain't mine, heard it from the grapevine
Post a block at the same time, hit him with that same nine
Pop a nigga like a hate crime, wait before that fame shine

Jumped back with my brothers, I knew this rap I couldn't make away
It's funny how time change, do my big shit like I'm Flavor Flav
I heard they sayin' he ain't bout shit, let's see, okay, okay, okay
I know the snakes fake lies, and I'm rainy days
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Writer: Tramaine McFarland
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