Lyrics Understand - Ed O.G

Understand

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 nigga to get in beef and be dying for 'em
With ill thoughts about bucking me cause she fucking 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
Ayo my man
You got’s to understand
Money go from hand to hand
And women go from man to man
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
Fucking with that dime, right?
Yeah she got your back cause you ain’t got a spine like
Most men
With different niggas 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
Nigga she playing you
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 shit, she do it anywhere that we could go
You niggas 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 motherfuckers 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