No label chords and lyrics - LIL DURK

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Ayy, it's so crazy 'cause I made this
song [Gsus4]off another nigga feelings
Know what I'm saying? What he going
through with his bitch
Know what [F]I'm saying? He
actually one of my dogs
Know what I'm saying, so, here you go

[Verse 2]
We ain't [Am]talk in a minute,
so don't hit me up
[C]And I mix my feelings
with prescription drugs
When [Am]I fell to my knees,
you ain't [F]pick me up
When I was down on my back,
you said I ain't rich enough
[Am]And we ain't gon' talk about no sex
'cause you ain't get it up
And I don't [C]want you to suck my dick
'cause you ain't spit enough
You [Am]an ungrateful [F]lil' bitch,
said I ain't spend enough
You told me you want your ass shots
'cause you ain't thick enough
I'm in the [Am]trenches with the sharks,
I ain't have a heart
Some [C]nights I ain't wanna talk,
I left you in the dark
You was [Am]lurkin' on my [F]page,
you became a narc
You was writing bitches back,
that shit went too far
And I [Am]carried you on my back
like I ain't have a car
[C]You was kinda mad I hang
with murderers
Bitch, [F]you Instagram famous,
but you not a star
Instagram famous, but you not a star

[Verse 3]
Bitch, I [Am]made you,
took you out the hood and I [G]saved you
[C]While them other niggas tried to play you
[F]Bitch you [Am]ungrateful, bitch you un[C]grateful,
[F]bitch you un-
I ain't want a [Am]label, I ain't want a [Gsus4]label
I ain't tryna be your [F]friend,
or your man, or your husband

[Verse 4]
I don't want a label
[Am]You steady throwin' your pussy,
but I don't want none
[C]I got a wife,
so after me you gotta fuck Von
[Am]Then Ikey,
then Booka, then it's [F]more fun
I kick her out slick as hell,
tell her, "Store [Am]run"
I know a couple divas, they still a secret
[C]The bitches I made eat it,
you would [F]not believe it
This shit was never easy, I move strategic
Me and two, three singers,
we had a threesome
[Am]Back to back, fuckin' back to back,
off the Perky
[C]Back to back, told her all them lies,
I was perfect
[F]Always tryna run the streets deep,
I was thirsty
Gotta watch my back,
a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
[Am]That's why I keep my
.50 and my [C].30
Niggas ain't on shit,
they washed up, de[F]tergent
Big Backwood', sat back and burned it
I'm better, hot like a [Am]furnace, yeah

[Verse 5]
Bitch, I made you,
took you out the hood and I [F]saved you
[C]While them other niggas tried to play you
[F]Bitch you [Am]un grateful, bitch you ung[C]rateful,
[F]bitch you un-
I ain't want a [Am]label, I ain't want a [Gsus4]label
I ain't tryna be your [F]friend,
or your man, or your husband

[Outro 1]
I don't want a label
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