(Pipe that shit up TnT)
(Ayo, what's up Dean?)
(OG Parker)

I'm done with love, induce you good just so we could go
I cannot try, so at this point I don't need a ho
That angel of love, bring me the ho so I can fuck her throat
I'm not an average joe, even Lord knows he special
And He blessed him up
You wanna go, baby, I promise you could go
But if you gon' stay, you gon' keep it on the low
Ain't help me make it, I'm not givin' you my dough
Not Superman, I cannot save none of you hoes

Not Superman, I can't be tryna save a bitch
Just tryna fuck then knock that bitch up off the list
Team player, I'll pass an assist
My dawg goin' behind me just like adlib
She say I'm handsome, I know what the cash did
She didn't notice me until I got rich
I almost lost it when I ain't have shit
But even then I knew I wasn't average
You ain't see my potential, wasn't lookin' for it in me
Now you see I'm winnin', lyin' told me y'all seen it in me
Why all of a sudden you so friendly?
Ain't no cuddlin', want pussy
Won't love you, that's risky

I'm done with love, induce you good just so we could go
I cannot try, so at this point I don't need a ho
That angel of love, bring me the ho so I can fuck her throat
I'm not an average joe, even Lord knows he special
And He blessed him up
You wanna go, baby, I promise you could go
But if you gon' stay, you gon' keep it on the low
Ain't help me make it, I'm not givin' you my dough
Not Superman, I cannot save none of you hoes

Cannot longer hold it in
I, I feel deep in
Feel like you gave your love for no fuckin' reason
Soon as I gave her love, that bitch startin' schemin'
You been plottin'
Tryna cuff a nigga up like you believed me
Tryna cuff a nigga up 'cause you a demon
Not gonna give away your heart so you can leave him
Fuck no, I don't trust, ho, I smash and duck, ho
Cutthroat, make her deepthroat 'til her jaws sore
Make her deepthroat 'til her jaws sore
Love for the night, breakin' up with her tomorrow

I'm done with love, induce you good just so we could go
I cannot trust, so at this point I don't need a ho
That angel of love, bring me the ho so I can fuck her throat
I'm not an average joe, even Lord knows he special
And He blessed him up
You wanna go, baby, I promise you could go
But if you gon' stay, you gon' keep it on the low
Ain't help me make it, I'm not givin' you my dough
Not Superman, I cannot save none of you hoes

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Writer(s): Dean Hall, Joshua Isaih Parker, Pierre Delince, Thomas Horton