[Verse One] Edo G. will tie a lie to something Say "hi" to something You the type to fly 'em somewhere and buy 'em something I'm the type to make 'em work then fire something You the type to get played then cry or something I'm the type to get laid and get tired of 'em Plus the stone cold freaks son I try it on 'em You the type to try to creep and be spying on 'em Plus a n***a to get in beef and be dying for 'em With ill thoughts about bucking me cause she f**ing me But that's your baby mother and you still love her I'm still cool with her mother, can check her any day You can try to buy the puss' but can't pay to stay Anyways You'se a minor in the major Insecure always checking her pager Knowing that she played ya Thought you could keep her with two karats and engage her Mad cause I hit and try to act like it don't phase ya [Hook] {x4} Ayo my man You got's to understand Money go from hand to hand And women go from man to man [Verse Two] Ayo I played her like we was airtight without a care right? You off to the left, Edo G had to bare right We here right? I hope you prepared right I never made you stumble but the weed and the beer might She was the type to try to lie and make us fight And smile in my face and try to act all polite Out of mind out of sight I tried to be Frank like White to shed light on the dark of the night In hindsight Until you get your mind right You'll be a lemon in the limelight f**ing with that dime, right? Yeah she got your back cause you ain't got a spine like Most men With different n***as in her box like a postman Bet she leave you when you broke man Yeah she'll stay a few 'Bout a day or two But I ain't paying you n***a she playing you [Hook] [Verse Three] To all you money having thugs, yo I seen it before it happened Like a preview Tricking all your paper up at Legals The club [?] and at peoples A Motel 6 with the same chicks at Hotel Nicko Blessed about a week ago You on some high price sh**, she do it anywhere that we could go You n***as ain't hip to me Cause you hit for a fee while I hit for free I roll with pimps and hustlers Not tricks and busters Who ain't trying to think, that she eyeing your link And you stupid motherf**ers still buying 'em drinks Like you whipping a Brinks cause you feeling her Getting poisoned by an under cooked chicken With salmonella Cause Edo G's on the realness [Hook]