| Treats me the same |
| Treats you the same |
| Ohh, treats me the same |
| Treats YOU the same |
| Ohh, nobody |
| Ohh, nobody |
| You know what? It’s hella lonely at the top when you rich without a girl |
| It’s me against the world, but that’s how my world twirl |
| So let that shit spin cause I’ma play it to the end |
| Sometime you gotta make decisions: your woman or your friends? |
| My friends come first |
| My females is secondary |
| The last girl I had was this bad ass secretary |
| Her name was Yvonne — that bitch thought she was the bomb |
| But I knew it wouldn’t work, I never took her home to moms |
| You know havin a ball not givin my all |
| Holdin hands down the hall at the crenshaw mall |
| She used to look at me and saw no flaws at all |
| We was close — she walked around my house in her draws |
| But after all the good times you know comes the rain |
| I had to cut that bitch off for some shit I can’t explain |
| I blamed it on her trip and she blamed it on my fame |
| I got cupid lookin stupid |
| But that’s a part of the game |
| Ohh the game owes nothin to nobody |
| So I’m tellin you this from the start |
| If you find you’ve been decieved by another |
| Then you better just trust in your heart |
| So all the ladies wave your hands if you down wit your man |
| I know them two kids you got wasn’t part of the plan |
| What this world is a twist; if it ain’t that it’s this |
| I like the kinda girl that tatoo niggas names on they wrist |
| Tash on your tit |
| That’s the kinda girl I need |
| After work, feeds her seeds then smokes a little weed |
| Low key; that’s how my girl gon' be |
| But I ain’t found her yet and she ain’t found me |
| So I’m lookin |
| For all the sexy hoes that ain’t |