//Verse 1// Ride thru the city, Ride thru the hood Santa maria, DC what's Good?? I know a lot of broke n***as wey dey feel ma music And swear they'd help if they could I'm going hard like the horn on the Bull You no dey feel ma rap, well that's cool Because I know a lot of n***as wey go hate ma song Even if demma mommee wey sing the hook Uhh Real haters... With no papers.. If your opinion be food seff, tasteless Big ups the real gees Wey dey feel real rap Wey know say ma talent be priceless I see y'all. I hail y'all I pray say y'all never lemme fall I hear y'all. U want more? So that's what i'mma do till I'm gone ... I got a lot of rich friends u know Buh , none of them ever called me like "Yo... Kula. You doing good... Come for some dough Record with top cats.. Buy clothes for shows" NO Instead, every weekend they blow A lot of cash on drinks n hoes I never bore.. that's how life goes... Well, maybe its Tough Love I suppose //Verse 2// Ride thru the city, Ride thru the hood Santa Maria, DC, what's good? I know a lot of good girls Who would do anything to get their Virginity back, if they could Buh now its too late Yea, its too late These bad boys use love as a cool bait For those of y'all still having it Keep It Don't loose it to prove love That's Stupid Yo Ells, break the beat down Make I tell these girliz something they could never find out Sake of love, so many good girls dey go down Loosing they Virginity to n***as wey dey fool Now, all of u girls, I dey tell u say u for calm down Sex no dey prove love Make u never mind am If he dey give u pressure say make u naked your body den jump into bed Ma sister, u for leave am right now Huh ... She knows a lot of hood boys u know Buh none of them ever called her Like "Yo, Eva, U looking good. And you're decent too Would like to give u my heart So u could call me your boo" No Instead every boy wants to know If they Could be Friends with Benefits or so She never bore.. That's how life goes Well, maybe its tough love I suppose