[Chorus]
I might put your hoe to bed
If that's your hoe you might want to keep her close
I don't want to take it there
I hit it split it now I won't pick up the phone no more
I hit decline when I see you call
I'm on the grind I don't need to talk
I've got no time for me to be involved
You hit my line and I won't see your call
[Verse]
Don't you call me this late
I don't answer past 10
How you like me these days
You ain't like me back then
You were my sweet escape
I was feeling trapped in
You was feeling blocked off
Then a n***a popped off
Now a n***a cop lofts
Spend it for the sh** I lost
Now a n***a top dog
Now a n***a get a lot of dough
sh** you told me was impossible
Where you told me I would never go
Jewelry looking like a pot of gold
Now them bitties call me Hollywood
I didn't hit it but I probably could
I've been trying to get a big check
I'm that n***a with the hits, yes
I'm that n***a in the Midwest
I'm the one that got your b**h wet
[Interlude]
I'm that n***a where I come from and I'm probably that n***a where you come from to my n***a
Ya dig
I'm getting this money
b**h boy
[Chorus]
I might put your hoe to bed
If that's your hoe you might want to keep her close
I don't want to take it there
I hit it split it now I won't pick up the phone no more
I hit decline when I see you call
I'm on the grind I don't need to talk
I've got no time for me to be involved
You hit my line and I won't see your call