Lyrics

Tend to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside
While she with me, I know another **** got her mind
I ran some G and got a bag, but it ain't like it used to be
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know 'bout our love
I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae, I work for the bag
On my turf, I'm the man, I just purred in your cat
I took the pain and the ache when it came with it
Gave you a little taste of fame and you changed with it
They told you not to fuck with me but you ain't listen
You used to fuck me all night, now you way different
I see you staring off at space like your brain missing
I used to grip on your little waist while my chain glisten
In the mirror making faces while that thang in you
Come up and visit me in prison 'round the gang members
I love to show you off 'cause you something serious
Who you be texting all the time? I'm just curious
Return of the mack, bae, I work for the bag
On my turf, I'm the man, I just purred in your cat
Tend to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside
While she with me, I know another **** got her mind
I ran some G and got a bag, but it ain't like it used to be
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know 'bout our love
I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae, I work for the bag
On my turf, I'm the man, I just purred in your cat
Your little pussy feel expensive 'cause my teeth diamonds
Even ate you on your rag, now I got pink diamonds
I'm a vampire, they be telling stories 'bout me 'round the campfire
I love it when you stand in front me and you wine for me
Used to feel all on your booty when we out in public
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up
He must've told you he was 'bout to leave his wife for you
And y'all can run off, he'd forever be on side of you
Thinkin' that the grass was greener, I know you tired of it
Then he ran off with your money, **** lied to you
Tend to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside
While she with me, I know another **** got her mind
I ran some G and got a bag but it ain't like it used to be
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae, I work for the bag
On my turf, I'm the man, I just purred in your cat
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
I'm here swaggin', pants saggin' and I'm powered up
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
Breadwinner fly, I'm a big driver and I'm powered up
Sharing moments, I never thought you would turn on me
I really wanted you, but all you really want is surgery
Found out you still fuck with him, and bae, that hurted me
You can't be lying under oath, bae, that's perjury
We holdin' court, I'm convicting you of burglary
You stole my heart, then ran off, you'd like to murder me
I swear when I heal up from this shit, bitch
I swear, I'ma shit on you
Return of the mack, bitch, I'm turnt on your ass
Bought my new bird a bag while I skrrt in the Jag'
See, I'm a giver, I got a big heart and I-I like to love
But most people are lovers of themselves
Shit tend to hurt you when a person hurt make you hurt inside
While she with me, I know another **** got her mind
I ran some G and got a bag, but it ain't like it used to be
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know about our love
I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up
Return of the mack, bae, I work for the bag
On my turf, I'm the man, I just purred in your cat
Written by: Kevin Gates
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