[Hook] Why you gotta do me like that? My face in my hands, you got me down bad Why you gotta do me like that? Tracin’ my steps trynna see what I did, but I know I do sh** that deserves this [Verse] Now that you got me In your pocket You trynna call them shots but b**h no please just stop it Never find one like me These boys they carbon copies They look like Denis Rodman way back in the ninenty 90’s I get that look around me Like Jenga stack your bodies No, Bones don’t like nobody Smoke dope go-go some out here Kicking raps is the hobby We cash up in the lobby We only here for 24 hours so I’m trynna see what’s poppin’ City lights they shinin’ The bugdet just keep climbin’ Boy you need to sell them diamonds I notice your numbers droppin’ To me that don’t mean nothin’ But to you it’s everything Better round up them cars, chains, clothes and the fancy diamond rings [Hook] Why you gotta do me like that? My face in my hands, you got me down bad Why you gotta do me like that? Tracin’ my steps trynna see what I did, but I know I do sh** that deserves this