作词 : Christopher Wallace/Daron Jones/Dave East/Dernst Emile II/Mary J. Blige/Robert Kelly/Sean Combs/Shawn Butler
作曲 : Christopher Wallace/Daron Jones/Dave East/Dernst Emile II/Mary J. Blige/Robert Kelly/Sean Combs/Shawn Butler
This isn't love this is foolish
I just want back what I put into this
And then I'll keep movin'
All of my chips on the table
'Cause I never got what I came for
Not leaving till I am stable
I spent everything on ya
Spent my energy on ya
Put that loyalty on ya
I ain't got nothing left
I'm in over my head
Now I'm barely breathing
You know you the reason
Just tryna break even
You must be used to me spending
Look now my rent money due
I spent everything fvckin' with you, oh
They say you win some, you win some you lose
All I got is rent money due
Fvcking with you
I just want back what I came with
Ain't no sense throwing no shade
Pointing a finger and blaming
Undo the rest
Soon as we kiss
Wasn't no even exchange
You treat everyone like they are famous
Every girl like she's the main chick, amazing
I spent everything on ya
Spent my energy on ya
Put that loyalty on ya
I ain't got nothing left
I'm in over my head
Now I'm barely breathing
You know you the reason
Just tryna break even
You must be used to me spending
Look now my rent money due
I spent everything fvckin' with you, oh
They say you win some, you win some you lose
All I got is rent money due
Fvcking with you
[Dave East:]
Goddamn the rent money due
Tanqueray, spilling gin and juice
Feeling like I'm Snoop
Phone out, she recording
Just so she can get the proof
It was all good when we was in the mood
But I scratched that
Nothing on me regular
Louis Vuitton backpack
Shanks on she ain't got her own
She gotta match that
Focused on the future, I don't backtrack
That rent money due
I take credit, cash, debit, even CashApp
Fifty-three spendin' hundreds, we stash that
It's hard to trust them, I'm one to stab that
Now I'm just looking past that
I hope you got your own
No more asking me where your cab at
Ask me what I'm mad at
Smoking it me then I pass that
[Mary J Blige:]
What more do you want from me? (Want from me)
You can't help my sanity (No, no)
I gave you my best
There ain't nothing left
This can't be reality
I'm picking up the pieces of the puzzle
Here all by myself, yeah
I can't even wish you well
Look now my rent money due
I spent everything fvckin' with you, oh
They say you win some, you win some you lose
All I got is rent money due
Fvcking with you