| I remember what you did to me |
| You said some shit that you should’ve never said to me |
| You walked out on me voluntarily |
| Why would I give a bitch a dollar when my daughter gon' be there for me? |
| Don’t play with my heart if you care for me |
| Gotta slow it down some, gotta move carefully |
| Gotta keep that 40 on me, I know I’ma blast for me |
| He movin' funny and I’ma get him around from me |
| How the hell you down for me? 'Member you wasn’t there for me |
| Pull up drop a forty off on shorty, that’s my round |
| Reason I fuck with you, you understand and you down, girl |
| Not the next day or later, I need it now, girl |
| I would catch a plane just to get next to you |
| Girl, if anything, I’ma be there for you |
| Uh, pull up, tell me what you goin' through |
| Just push up and tell me what you goin' through, hey |
| I offer her sativa, gas pack |
| Girl that pussy worse than Anita, hell yeah |
| I wanna pay for her, but it’s illegal, hell yeah |
| I still pay for the reefer, yeah, yeah |
| I’ma stack it all the way |
| Told her if she call, then I’m on the way |
| I’d hate to pay the price and can’t afford it |
| All the bullshit, I ignored it |
| Sometimes I wish I could fast forward it |
| Sometimes you be moving too fast for me |
| Girl, let’s make a flick, let me record it |
| Girl, let’s make a flick, let me record it, huh |
| I pull up in Fayette, the whole hood love me |
| When I got a check, I bought some real water |
| I’ll never be a bitch, I got three daughters |
| I’ll get 'em spinned 'cause I’m cold hearted, yeah, look |
| Love for me |
| These niggas ain’t got no love for me |
| I know the streets ain’t got no love for me |
| And this bitch ain’t got no love for me |
| But I’ma keep thuggin', so don’t come for me |
| I’ma keep thuggin', so don’t come for me |
| I know the streets ain’t got no love for me |
| And this bitch ain’t got no love for me, yeah, yeah |