Girl, you know you lucky, you lucky, I'm in love with you
She just wanna fuck me, baby, trust me, then I'll fuck with you
I put you in doche shit, that Tiffany, that hype shit, them fye fits
I like when my bitches quiet, baby, can you stop lying
You know it's more to love than what you think it is
You know my heart been through pain, I cannot let you in
My last bitch left a stain, I don't wanna love again
Don't wanna love again, this bitch playing with my emotions
And I don't wanna fall in love with you, baby, I need that motion
I know my feelings, I don't feel Try to say that bitch, now I'm a villain
Try to love the bitch, who am I kidding? Pull up in a brand new Bentley
She get designer, she an exotic, baby She get nasty, she a freak, huh
Got my love, but I can't dish it out Girl, my heart don't wanna talk it out
Focus on her exterior, I got that bank, bitch, I got plenty
That drink, he fuck it with my king He like the game, but I'm not kidding
Running raps around my brain And running laps, I might go insane
I know you changed, can't be the same I don't love again, don't want to pay
Young n***a, I hide my heart, bro And it feel like I couldn't even love again
My n****s, they down to spin I want you too, then I want your friends
Fuck these hoes, they do not want shit They want a n***a to spoil them, I'm mad by
them shit Then they go play n***a bad
Emotionless, you'll think that they lame
We talk shit like we from Iraq Get a n***a gone like I'm that n***a Mamak
Get a n***a in his head and I got HP points Muzzle on this bitch, how you her boy
She said that she was different You the rest of them motherfuckin' cars, that's
up in that deck Must've had some pride when you said that shit
Don't fuck with all n****s, I stay with my clique
Everything that I say, yeah, OB Stuff the n***a out, and I stake my risk
Pain is real, but you got this shit Yeah, it builds, but you got this shit
Yeah, it builds, but you got that shit This bitch tryna tear me down
How you gon' tear me down? My heart all the way to the lost and found
Got more bitches than the 10-packs or the pack A n***a like me, I get around
Shoutout Tiptoes, but a n***a like me, I don't make no sound
That hype shit, that hype shit, I got it on my d***y phone
You know my life is a pain, I can't relax, you ain't
My life's been fucked up, still, and I don't wanna live again