[Intro:]
Yeah
You know what I'm sayin', like
Got a lot of these ma'f**in' s**a a** n***as
n***as be havin' fallouts with they n***as over these b**hes
That ain't gangster, n***a
I don't give a f** (that ain't gangter, n***a)
Right or wrong, I ain't never stop f**in' with one of my n***as over a b**h
Might not, never!
Might not, never!
Know what I'm sayin'?
I'll tell you my story, n***a
Listen...
[Verse 1:]
We started out moving niddicks
Worked our way up to briddicks
On the block holdin' fiddiffs
Hustlin' 'til the sun show
Beef came, let the guns blow, movin' like bros, sharin' one soul
n***a f** around and messed up young hoe
Knew she was a slob, still gave the b**h a son, though
Stupid, dirt-bomb b**h tryin' to holler
Hittin' me on Facebook, creepin', tryin' to swallow
But don't let your homie know, keep it on the low, boo
Came to you like a real n***a, and I showed you
You went back and told a b**h right after I told you
So she flipped the sh** around, now you lookin' funny
Stopped comin' 'round, now you actin' all funny
Don't even pick up the phone for a n***a unless it's money (wow)
sh**tin' on your man got me feelin' like a dummy
Never thought you would play me for some bunny, f**ed n***a
You know the real love come before the riches
You know the saying, n***a, money over b**hes (MOB, n***a)
Even better, bros over hoes
Only s**a a** n***as sell they souls over gold
(Type of n***a like you) can't put a price on integrity
Naw - flippin' over hoes, homie, never me
Naw - 'cause I'm what you call a real n***a
If you ain't that, we ain't even tryin' to deal with ya
p**y...
[Verse 2:]
Yeuh
Watch me
Aye
Okay
I think about her every now and then
I think about the time we used to spend
I think about the trips we used to take
I think about the love we used to make
I think about, I think about our first and last date
I think about how we can never be
I think about how we never agreed
Unh, unh, unh, look, look
Why I'm thinking 'bout her crazy a**?
Cause she a diamond in the ruff and I can't let it pa**
Still in college, still live with her mama
But she don't let a n***a pay when I say that I got it
When she goin' through hard times, I put dough in her pocket
She take it out, give it to me, then tell me to stop it
She say she got her own dreams and her own goals
And all I need is your support down the long road
I told her that she got that
That's why she never on the market 'cause I locked that
Yeuh – yeuh