No More Love

No More Love Song Text

Oh, I can't help us
GloRilla
I just need a little bit, Oregan love
Oregan love
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Sometimes, I just sit back and just wonder, "What's my purpose here?" (I don't know)
I need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a lil' nervous here (Whoo)
If they can't see your worth, you got to let 'em know they worth is here
And, they can't see me boss the bottom, b**ches get no service here
But, tryna make 'em happy, I forgot about my own peace
Tried to let me hold a Glock, but, bae, I got own peace
Ain't nobody gas me up, I always went off my speed
Now, ain't nobody gas me up, I pulled up with my own weed
I believed in me back then when nobody supported me (Ayy)
They all on my dick, but months ago they was ignoring me (Huh?)
Last year, I got pregnant, but, the mission got aborted, B
How the Hell you hatin' on me, and you happy way more than me?
The f**k?

They [?] with b**ches, like, everybody can't go to the top with you
And, it's like God see that sh*t
Like he just get the— Let people reveal they true colors, and like they real self
Like, then the crazy part about it is you really be f**kin' with folks
Then, it be crazy like you be f**ked up when they really have— You really have to say, "Bye," to they ass

We was solid as a rock, but 'bout that paper had to cut some hoes
It was [?] but now I'm just like, "f**k them hoes" (f**k 'em)
Catch one of them b**ches, damn near die
I probably up that ho (Baow, bop, bop)
And, it really makes me mad because I really love them hoes
We ain't even fall out, we just don't talk, what the dissin' 'bout?
Now, you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin' sh*t about (Lit)
Stop f**kin' with that nigga, then you got up on that weird sh*t
But, I ain't even say nothin' 'cause you probably say I'm weird, b**ch
Always put on for my b**ch, I used to run my friend circle
Swear to God, I feel it in my body when my friend hurt
So many hoes done switched on me, I'm startin' to hate the, "Friend," word
Callin' me that sh*t is like the white folks sayin' the N-word (On God)

And, it just be real sh*t, you know what I'm sayin'?
Then, last thing I'm talkin' 'bout is these motherf**kin' niggas
Like, I put them on blast 'cause I feel like that's the last reason
Like, you 'posed to be bull-sh*ttin' the boss now?
But, you know, sometimes, that sh*t happen
Like, that love sh*t crazy
Like, you just got to take sh*t, listen stuff
Everything be happenin' for a reason

Middle finger to my ex, I'm choppin' off my ring finger
The last one told me he was different, but, his ass the ring-leader
Trapped [?], but, he ain't know a thing either (Dumb ass)
Niggas used to sleep on me, but, they weren't in my dream either
Could no nigga shoot they shot, I had you at the free-throw
But, nigga, you is foul as Hell, your points is at a zero
And, you need to got to Church 'cause you don't practice what you preach, ho
I used to be yo' ride or die, but, now, I'm in the streets ho
Yeah, you used to pipe me down and make me act a plumb' ass
But, go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass
They see you really fumble, now they callin' you a dumb ass
'Cause you just lost a million f**kin' dollars with yo' dumb ass (On God)

f**kin' dummy
And, that's just real sh*t, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I'm the voice for the females, you know what I'm sayin'?
The females that probably don't wanna speak up and say that sh*t on a track
Like, I'ma say that sh*t though (Yeah)
(Oh, I can't help myself
I just need a little bit of Oregan love)
Young, wealthy, and rather sh*t only
You know what I'm sayin'?
Big Glo
Yeah, uh-uh
I don't want no love, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah