[Intro: Bankrol Hayden]
Ayy, look
[Chorus: Bankrol Hayden]
It's love for my brothers, no love for these bitches
They say they gon' change, but I ain't gon' listen
She fucked with my friend, she had to admit it
My mind has been trippin', they burning these bridges
[Verse 1: Bankrol Hayden]
Screaming fuck love, let's just run up them digits
We talk for some years, I ain't talkin' 'bout minutes
Free my big brother, he stuck in the prison
You say you victim and playin', you meant it
You did some shit and I cannot forget it
Love for my brothers, no love for these bitches
Now that you got me, my head going spinning
All of my friends, they like, "Hayden, you trippin'"
[Refrain: Bankrol Hayden]
Like damn, why you do it like that?
How you do me like that?
How you do it like that?
I can't even call back
You just stabbed me in the back
I'ma fall right back
Ayy, look
[Chorus: Bankrol Hayden]
It's love for my brothers, no love for these bitches
They say they gon' change, but I ain't gon' listen
She fucked with my friend, she had to admit it
My mind has been trippin', they burning these bridges
[Verse 1: Bankrol Hayden]
Screaming fuck love, let's just run up them digits
We talk for some years, I ain't talkin' 'bout minutes
Free my big brother, he stuck in the prison
You say you victim and playin', you meant it
You did some shit and I cannot forget it
Love for my brothers, no love for these bitches
Now that you got me, my head going spinning
All of my friends, they like, "Hayden, you trippin'"
[Refrain: Bankrol Hayden]
Like damn, why you do it like that?
How you do me like that?
How you do it like that?
I can't even call back
You just stabbed me in the back
I'ma fall right back
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