You turned your heart on me (hook)

I used to think that you was wishing I do well
If hating was a virus you bitches would be dell
Started off on flyers name ringing like 2 cells
They hate you at the top like Christmas and 2 bells
Now we never talk heard niggaz ain’t doing well
Had to cut you off you green like the food kel
I always kept it solid your secrets I won’t tell
Now i got it popping I promise I won’t fail
Take this the wrong way and say that I made a diss
Let the song play and say that I made a hit
Tierra klass money you wouldn’t believe this
Went and got my sis / to give you the remix
mothefucker

You turned your heart on me (hook)

It’s Tierra Traniece
I done had a couple bitches switch sides and I’m thankful for that
Cause it just make me better songs when I’m making a rap
I rather bitches jump shit before we really get to selling
Do my dirt when I’m alone I don’t need a bitch telling
Putting stacks over feelings for my feelings for a nigga
But when niggaz come around I see how bitches feeling
How they moving how they stab you in the back
They start playing foul then they try to get you mad
Look I only want the money fuck the fame and politics
All I ask when you see me kill this shit just acknowledge it
White toes white nails when I polish 'em
And you can send your best rap bitch and I’ll demolish em