Foolay DC - Super 8

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Cheap Like The Super 8
Cheap Like The Super 8
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Cheap like the super 8
Won't spend no money for her to stay
I made her pay her way she been quiet all day
You think you moving up
Watch how life slap you in the face
You was in the way
I moved you out you broke yo lease
We eat off paper plates
Cant leave no crumbs we gone scrape
I'm trynna stay in shape
Been getting fatter in the face
That hoe was toxic waste glad I ain't hit it
I feel safe
Thought I was supposed to hurt
But that ain't nothing I felt worse
I come from the dirt
Now who gone help you write yo verse
I knew that hoe was fake
She in the garden playing with eve
Couldn't slow up couldn't wait
Had to dream, believe, achieve
Made it from the block
They want me dead like Dr.King
Preaching to the streets
Trynna motivate the youth
Dees niggas ignorant I think they scared to seek the truth
I'm looking down on you
I turned the pent house to the booth
Been up since middle school
I had the baddest bitch in the school
Made it to high school
Did a nigga bad I made the news
I been contemplating thinking about giving up on you
Thought you had it all together
You really don't you so confused
Tried to help you up
You switched it up and changed on me
Cheap like the super 8
Won't spend no money for her to stay
I made her pay her way she been quiet all day
You think you moving up
Watch how life slap you in the face
You was in the way
I moved you out you broke yo lease
We eat off paper plates
Cant leave no crumbs we gone scrape
I'm trynna stay in shape
Been getting fatter in the face
That hoe was toxic waste glad I ain't hit it
I feel safe
Thought I was supposed to hurt
But that ain't nothing I felt worse
So unappreciated and I don't want no sympathy
Knew you was extra shady
It was all part of the scheme
Hope you get yo life together
You work on you I work on me
We just don't work together
Stuck in my ways I'm from the streets
Might fly to portland tomorrow
Need a vacation change the scene
Know you gone need me soon
I changed my number like MJ
I'm floating outer space
They called me home Foolay E-T
Been having crazy dreams
I seen me on B-E-T
You wish you stuck around
You shouldn't have traded on the team
I pray you make it out you just don't want it bad as me
Don't need a bad bitch just one to keep it real with me
It's hard to trust these hoes
They want my money full of greed
Cheap like the super 8
Won't spend no money for her to stay
I made her pay her way she been quiet all day
You think you moving up
Watch how life slap you in the face
You was in the way
I moved you out you broke yo lease
We eat off paper plates
Cant leave no crumbs we gone scrape
I'm trynna stay in shape
Been getting fatter in the face
That hoe was toxic waste glad I ain't hit it
I feel safe
Thought I was supposed to hurt
But that ain't nothing I felt worse
But That Ain't Nothing
I Felt Worse
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Written by:
Darius Colbert

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