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Mary J. Blige - Rent Money (feat. Dave East) [Official Video]
This isn't love, this is roulette
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 'til 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 fuckin' with you, oh
They say you win some, you win some, you lose
All I got is rеnt money due
Fucking with you
I just want back what I came with
Ain't no sеnse throwing no shade
Pointing a finger in blame
I knew the risk
Soon as we kissed
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 fuckin' with you, oh
They say you win some, you win some, you lose
All I got is rent money due
Fucking with you
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
Fifties, we spendin' hundreds, we stash that
It's hard to trust them, I wanted to stab that
Now I'm just looking past that
I hope you got your own
No more asking me where your cab at
Asking me what I'm mad at
Smoking and then I pass that
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 fuckin' with you, oh
They say you win some, you win some, you lose
All I got is rent money due
Fucking with you

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