Gucci

: I don't love you anymore : Since when? : Now—just now... I don't wanna lie... I can't tell the truth so... it's over : Doesn't matter. I love you, none of it matters : Too late. I don't love you anymore... goodbye Gucci on my jeans and Gucci on my shoes Friends talkin' shit and I don't know who Please, tell me the truth Keep my circle small, I'll roll with one or two Niggas switch up, this ain't nothing fuckin' new Went from rags to riches, now I'm drivin' in a coupe Bitches changed up, now they actin' brand new If I ever die, will they ever they come through? Please, I don't wanna know these fools (nah) Get them out my face, ain't none of them cool Ayy, yuh Please, I don't wanna know these fools Hey, listen Gucci on my jeans and Gucci on my shoes Friends talkin' shit and I don't know who Please, tell me the truth Keep my circle small, I'll roll with one or two Niggas switch up, this ain't nothing fuckin' new Went from rags to riches, now I'm drivin' in a coupe Bitches changed up, now they actin' brand new If I ever die, will they ever they come through? Please, I don't wanna know these fools (nah) Get them out my face, ain't none of them cool