This is a song about "Hurt no mo"

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Cus now im think about mo doe

I ain't tryna brag though

Theyve made the toughest people hurt

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Mo' money, mo' problems

We don't ever make love

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

They fiend in the door

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]