QthaPlaya - MESSAGE

Dirty world, it's getting cold
Niggas buying into shit that was never once sold
You loving all on that bitch, she just tryna get choose
Bitch gon' work the strip if you want you some dough
I could never judge a bitchh how she getting her money
She seeing bitches on IG looking all funny
Like they got they ass and they titties done
And if I prop it up the right way the ballers is gon' come
Who gon' love you like me, she said, that's lies in her head
Blowing off opportunity, that's not using her right head
She could've been a scholar, she even wanted to pledge
Yeah, she pledged her allegiance to the streets, nah
Don't think I forgot about you, young buck
Shit, you tricking on bitches tryna think you gon' come up
That ain't it, save your pockets and grind
Kick them hoes to the side, they coming back around
I'm telling you right now, shit, think about it
Who you know got money and don't got bitches
That's a trick question
Nothing more than I hate in this world is a shoulda, coulda, woulda asked, nigga
You talk about you woulda did this or did that
Once you get it, your ass don't even know how to maintain it
So you gon' go broke flat, shit
Fantasizing bout another nigga life that's called hating
Fantasizing bout something that you want that's called motivation

Written by:
Quincy Willias

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