We've had enough
A.M.D Lyrics
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I had to go get these bucks
Won't trust these bitches they sluts
Go get the money a must
Fuck all that love had enough
I don't have no feelings
Can't trust
We aim at yo head like a brush
Nigga get stepped on like rug
Not talking no snail got these slugs
I don't want that bitch
If she don't let me and my bro hit it
Yea we got some money
But on god we need some more digits
Feeling like g herbo
Cos a nigga ain't got no limit
I just bought a soda
And you know I dropped a four in it
Anything I say that lil bitch gone go with it
And she got a fat ass
She can touch her toes with it
Off white on my sneaks huh?
That bitch she a freak huh?
With a new nigga every day of the week huh?
I ain't doing no wifing unless you paying a fee huh?
Petty niggas hating
Swear it's painless to me huh
That bitch is a freak hoe
Got guns and yea they lethal
Niggas wanna play
And he got shot just like a free throw
I just hit your bitch
I hit her twice and made a sequel
I don't really like her
But I love the way she deep thoart
We gone run it up
Lil nigga we gone count the bankroll
She can gone leave
Don't give a fuck bout a stank hoe
Do it for my brothers
Man we used to rock the same clothes
What goes around comes around
We banging on the same hoes
Damn
That pussy soothing
Walk up in the club
These bitches choosing
She think that I'm trusting her
Like who the fuck you fooling
Always got a strap
Lil nigga you know I be cooling
She ain't getting wifed
That lil bitch She getting passed on
All these niggas punks
Lil nigga got no backbone
I ain't with your bitch
But yea I stay up in her mental
Gone get this money
Yea you know a nigga fense to
Swear I can not give no fucks
I had to go get these bucks
Won't trust these bitches they sluts
Go get the money a must
Fuck all that love had enough
I don't have no feelings
Can't trust
Wait
I don't want that bitch
If she don't let me and my bro hit it
Yea we got some money
But on god we need some more digits
Feeling like g herbo
Cos a nigga ain't got no limit
I just bought a soda
And you know I dropped a four in it
Anything I say that lil bitch gone go with it
And she got a fat ass
She can touch her toes with it
The lyrics of A.M.D's song "We've had enough" convey a sense of detachment and a lack of trust in relationships. The artist expresses a mindset focused on money and personal gain, highlighting a disregard for love and emotions. The recurring theme throughout the lyrics is the need to accumulate wealth while rejecting any emotional attachments that may hinder this pursuit. This perspective is emphasized by the lyrics' explicit language and references to casual encounters.
The artist's mindset is portrayed as one lacking concern for the feelings of others, particularly in relationships. The lyrics suggest a belief that women are solely interested in materialistic pursuits, referred to as "sluts" for prioritizing money. The reference to aiming at someone's head like a brush and stepping on someone like a rug reflects a harsh and aggressive attitude towards those who may pose a threat or hinder the artist's progress.
Additionally, the lyrics emphasize a sense of power and control over women. The artist boasts about their ability to engage in sexual encounters, emphasizing the physical attributes of the women involved. The lyrics also mention a disregard for commitment and imply a transactional approach to relationships, where a fee is required for any kind of commitment or affection.
Line by Line Meaning
Swear I can not give no fucks
I absolutely do not care about anything or anyone
I had to go get these bucks
I had to work hard and make money
Won't trust these bitches they sluts
I don't trust women because they are promiscuous
Go get the money a must
It is essential to go and earn money
Fuck all that love had enough
I am tired of love and want nothing to do with it
I don't have no feelings
I don't experience emotions
Can't trust
I find it impossible to trust anyone
We aim at yo head like a brush
We target your head like we're painting
She stay all on me like a bug
She constantly clings to me like an insect
Nigga get stepped on like rug
I crush and disregard people like a rug
Not talking no snail got these slugs
I am not referring to slow-moving creatures, but rather to bullets
I don't want that bitch
If she don't let me and my bro hit it
I am only interested in a woman if she allows both me and my friend to have sexual relations with her
Yea we got some money
But on god we need some more digits
Yes, we have some money, but we still need a lot more
Feeling like g herbo
Cos a nigga ain't got no limit
I feel like G Herbo because I have no boundaries or restrictions
I just bought a soda
And you know I dropped a four in it
I recently purchased a soda drink and added codeine to it as a recreational drug mixture
Anything I say that lil bitch gone go with it
Whatever I say, that girl will comply without question
And she got a fat ass
She can touch her toes with it
She has a large buttocks and can easily reach her toes with it
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Marques Mentlow, Michael Hayes
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@fantastic_fern9135
If I changed some of the lyrics it would fit how I feel about my dad, so I did just that:
So you say you really miss me
Well, that makes me laugh
Cause you miss the way
I let you walk all over me
Broke every bone in my back
So you wanna reminisce things
Well, don’t come ‘round here with that
If we review through your phony excuses
I bet it won’t change the past
I won't go this weekend
Don’t you apologize
I know you don’t mean it
I quit
Here’s to the “no”s
To the “I think you should go”s
To the “just leave me alone”s
To the hanging up the phone
To the my dad can't demand my presence, my voice or my love
Oh
Here’s to the “no”s
To the “drive yourself on home”s
To the “I’m not gonna go”s
To the highs without the lows
To the my dad can't demand my presence, my voice or my love
Oh, I’ve had enough
So you’re claiming you’re a martyr
Like I don’t have a clue
Too bad I’m smarter
Be discreet’s a starter
I’m staring right at the proof
I won't go, not ever
I’m done with shutting up
I’ve learned a lot better
Listen
Here’s to the “no”s
To the “I think you should go”s
To the “just leave me alone”s
To the hanging up the phone
To the my dad can't demand my presence, my voice or my love
Oh
Here’s to the “no”s
To the “walk yourself on home”s
To the “I’m not gonna go”s
To the highs without the lows
To the my dad can't demand my presence, my voice or my love, love, love
If you’re so mature now
Then I think it’s time you grow up
Admit you did it
We all know you did it
And yet you still gaslight me up
You are such a flame out
There’s something so wrong with your head
I don’t deserve this
Just think of your children
You need to treat us with respect
Here’s to the ones
Standing up for what they’re worth
Yeah, We can run the world
I am ready to be heard
my dad can't demand my presence, my voice or my love
And for the dads
Who don’t care who they destroy
Told us no is not a choice
You cannot silence our voice
No one can demand our presence, our voice or our love
We’ve had enough!
@lienebaumane2801
This song sounds like it could be in a musical
@charlielastname9169
Ohhhh so that’s why i like it so much
@tapesbyvirgoedits3607
THATS WHAT I WAS THINKING !!
@missbabyblue93able
My exact freaking thought!!!
@keishaloves1762
That’s what I was thinking
@amyrakleisokay
Liene Baumane I was really hoping it was! It would be so bomb.
@heyitshay5129
"If your so mature now I think it's time you grow up. Admit you did it we all know you did it. And yet you still gaslight me up." Those lyrics hit me different.
@LunarTrap2625
It reminds me of my mother when she cause many problems to my family and treating me bad for no reason when I saw the lyrics, that’s every emotions that I have to go through when she does that….
@heyitshay5129
@RazzleMoon Crystal Aww. It reminds me of my father. Who would gaslight me and abuse me. We are getting ready to go to court to get full custody for my mom. I am so sorry you had to deal with that.
@epilepsylizard2469
That’s what I came here for