J2Trajic - worth it

(Ahh)
Half of these bitches don't know how to act
Don't even know how to go and react
Most of these hoes be tryna come back
Only hit once I never look back
Hitting my phone, asking where I'm at
Don't know the time, but so icy these watches
She wear too much makeup she look like a brat
Hella bands looking so fat in my pockets
Don't wanna deal with her anymore
Bad bitches be waiting outside of my door
Gave you many chances
Broken promises
I had to do it for myself and my soul
Call me pathetic, but murder she wrote
I'd rather see bands, than glass on the floor
Hustle for bands, while you staying broke
Buy rubber bands to keep it together
This money stay longer with me you could never
You met someone new but this money forever
I tell myself that she ain't know better
Diamonds they glisten I keep getting wetter
I'm drowning inside but this money my stepper
I got opportunities all of them new to me
Promised myself that I'm bout to do better
(Bout to do better now yeah)
Tell me girl what your worth is
(Worth is)
Tell me girl why you worth it
(Worth it)
Tell me why you so nervous yeah
I don't mean to discourage you
Hella bands in my backpack
Two watches, one Burkin
(Burkin)
She already know my cash app at a cap
All I do is burn it
(Burn it)
Hit my phone like its urgent
When I answer you a new person
(Person)
You ain't know how to act
Tryna come back
With a new purpose
(Purpose)
Phone numbers in my pocket
Hella possibility's options
(Options)
Ain't no one gonna stop me
Ain't, ain't no one gonna stop me
Bad bitches in the office
Ten k in one pocket
I ain't order no strippers
But this money talk making hoes different
I ain't hold back I'm the new giver
All these hoes mad I ain't finish in em
All these hoes sad I ain't staying with em
All these hoes sad I ain't staying with em
What am I doing my tired of running
What am I doing I'm tired of running
I've never been completely honest
I've never been completely honest
Scared of the future cause I ain't know nothing
Scared of the future cause I ain't know nothing
Anxiety kicking in, sick to the stomach
Anxiety kicking in, sick to the stomach
I ain't gon cap, these women be lying
Taking your money, they taking your pride
Know when they lying they cry in your eyes
Hoes is dirty we ain't gonna earn it
I like my women with decent earnings
We doing something wrong
Wifing these hoes up
Rubbing they shoulders
But they ain't worth it
Tell me girl what your worth is
Tell me girl why you worth it
Tell me why you so nervous yeah
I don't mean to discourage you
Hella bands in my backpack
Two watches one Burkin
(Burkin)
She already know my cash app at a cap
All I do is burn it
(Burn it)
Hit my phone like its urgent
When I answer you a new person
(Person)
You ain't know how to act
Tryna come back
With a new purpose
(Purpose)
Phone numbers in my pocket
Hella possibilities options
(Options)
Ain't no one gonna stop me
Ain't ain't no one gonna stop me
Mhm
Mmhmm

Written by:
Jonathan Godinez

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