Mary J. Blige, Jadakiss and Griselda - Rent Money [Remix]

It's all I got
Ha-ha

Yeah, put you in the past (gone)
Try to take advantage and it bit you in the ass (mhm)
Crazy that I thought that me and you would ever last
Now it's rent money due, money on her, never cash (nah)
Brand new Benzes, stock Escalade (that's right)
Nice housekeepers, top chefs and maids (okay)
You played yourself, I just wanna remind you
Take what you came with and close the door behind you (please)
Your character and your attitude defined you (uh)
Me, I can do whatever I put my mind to (whatever)
Don't holler when you see me comin' through
'Cause fuckin' with you all I got is rent money due, wassup?

This isn't love, this is foolish
I just want back what I put into this
And then I'll keep movin'
All of my chips on the table
'Cause I never got what I came for
Not leaving 'til I am stable

I spent everything on ya
Spent my energy on ya
Put that loyalty on ya
I ain't got nothing left
I'm in over my head (woo)
Now I'm barely breathing
You know you the reason
Just tryna breakeven
You must be used to me spending

Look now my rent money due
I spent everything fuckin' with you, oh
They said you win some, you win some you lose
Now all I got is rent money due
Fucking with you (uh, look)

You owe me more than that, you actin' like I owe you
If that's the case, you owe too (ah)
We been together since like '02 (for real)
But lately you been actin' so new it's like I don't even know you
I miss the old you (on God)
You know who was in the trenches livin' dangerous
Duckin' them cases to put pointers on your tennis bracelet (talk to 'em)
Spendin' Franklins, it ain't about the money but all the time that I wasted

Look, now my rent money due
I spent everything fuckin' with you, oh
They said you win some, you win some, you lose
Now all I got is rent money due
Fucking with you (Flygod, ayo)

You love when I fuck you like you in trouble (ah)
Red Givenchys with the gold buckles
Moanin' loud while you clamp the muscles
Two fingers in you up to the knuckles (ooh)
Jil Sander's latest (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll tell your mama that your pussy is the greatest
Dope spot, you flushed the work when they raided
New, Miu Miu for a year straight (uh)

All them indirect posts gon' lead us to beef
Speakin' on who did what for who, but keepin' receipts
Damn, that's how I know that you feelin' me still
Ain't no weight, it's over old utility bills
Your body frustrated that nigga can't reach the bottom (okay, I know)
Guess you just need to be bent over, that ain't my problem (nah)
I control where that G spot at if homie forgot it (you need me?)
And teach him how to keep you fly as Monet Tejada (woo, let's go)

What more do you want from me? (Want from me)
You can't help my sanity (no, no)
I gave you my best
There ain't nothing left
This can't be reality
I'm picking up the pieces of the puzzle (ohh)
Here all by myself, yeah
I can't even wish you well

Look now my rent money due
I spent everything fuckin' with you, oh
They said you win some, you win some you lose (woo)
Now all I got is rent money due
Fucking with you

Written by:
Christopher Wallace, Daron Jones, David Brewster, Dernst Emile II, Sean Combs, Mary Jane Blige, Robert Kelly, Shawn Butler

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