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guapo nfl - affection lyrics

(chorus)
she keep telling me that she love me, i know she don’t love me, she want bread and attention
it’s too much of the fake love, in this world we living, so i don’t show affection
i be thinking ’bout my past, worried bout my future, but gotta live in the present (oh)
don’t matter who it is, can never talk about my feelings, i was never good at expressing (oh)

(verse 1)
i know why they hating, cause we out here living this sh+t, and the lives that they living deprеssing
you better watch how you talking, when you talk to thе guys, they just pop out and show you a lesson (show you a lesson)
i was like fourteen, when i done jumped off the porch, i was buggin’ and totin’ a weapon
i was like fifteen, when i done hopped in the stu, was a lot of sh+t i was regretting (i was regretting)
i was like sixteen, when i done had my first show, it’s some sh+t that i ain’t never mentioned
big b+tts and reposado, we got 1942 and b+tches in the section
she tryna down the whole bottle, and she trynna swallow, but i’m trynna f+ck on her best friend (f+ck on her best friend)
shorty said that she a model, we linking tomorrow, and there ain’t no second guessing

(bridge)
oh she said she want extensions
i said f+ck it, pullin’ on them while she bending
like once i walk in the room, she start to undressing
she tryna f+ck with the gang, she know we trending
brodie be buggin’ and totin’ a smith & wesson
we staying in our lane, could never switch directions (oh)
n+ggas don’t put in pain, them n+ggas can’t impress us (oh)
know we get to the money by any measure (oh)
(chorus)
she keep telling me that she love me, i know she don’t love me, she want bread and attention
it’s too much of the fake love, in this world we living, so i don’t show affection (don’t show affection)
i be thinking ’bout my past, worried bout my future, but gotta live in the present
don’t matter who it is, can never talk about my feelings, i was never good at expressing

(outro)
(i ain’t never mentioned)
(in the section, ohh)
(her best friend)
(and there ain’t no second guessing)

- guapo nfl lyrics

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