No Strings

(álbum: SUGA - 2019)

Got a lot of bags, seen a lot of dough
Regardless of our youth, time still played it's role
As I'm heading on down hotel lobby
She just wrote me back, she ain't coming back

So I'm just floating cut me loose
I'm blowing through these clouds
You let go of my string
Crazy, must be fucking crazy
I'm all dried out
Maybe it's by design
I see the signs

You don't love me no mo'
You don't love me no mo'
You don't love me no mo'
She don't love me no mo'
Well I'm flying 'cause she let go
(She don't love you)

Diesel gas in my Dutch
Step out front, car pulls up
Where she at? Undisclosed
Losing hope, broken home
She's probably backseat fucking on the east side, yeah
You sure know how to make my day
You sure know how to break my faith
Becoming a stranger
I did my best to turn it around
But I couldn't tame ya
Back to the house, yeah we called it home
Until now
Ain't no way to cope
Ain't nowhere to go

I'm just floating, cut me loose
I'm blowing through these clouds
You let go of my string (Let go my string, what did you do?)
Crazy, must be fucking crazy (Ooh)
I'm all dried out
Maybe it's by design
I see the signs

You don't love me no mo'
You don't love me no mo'
You don't love me no mo'
She don't love me no mo'
I tried, ooh
But she let go (She let it go)

She don't love me no mo'
She don't want me no mo'
She, she don't need me no mo'
She, she don't trust me no mo'
Oh, we ain't nothing no mo'
Ain't, ain't got nothing no mo'
She don't love me no mo'
She don't want me no mo'
Oh, she don't fuck me no mo'
She don't trust me no mo'