Hey, we need to talk Yes, I got that heat, got that heat
Can you read my poetry
Alright, when you done just call me back
Hey Spence, run it up
He not lovin' how im lovin' He not f*ckin' how im f*ckin
How the f*ck you say you love em
He not killin' how I'm killin' He not drillin' how I'm drillin
How the f*ck you stand on business'
I'm the one who kept it real
Had your back outside that field So he can't feel what I feel
And this just ain't bout no money
If I were down bad, would you take it from me
And I can't keep you on my side All you fed me with lies
I heard lies multiple times' , You gon' hate me when I MIA
So hear me out now Did you ever read that love page
Ain no need for you to cry Crazy what I speak in reality
It be in my song Rosa had my last name
Parks, know what goin' Throw your set up
Pussy boy, say where you from We keep a whole lot of blicks on my side
Im bustin' my gun
He not lovin' how im lovin' He not f*ckin' how im f*ckin
How the f*ck you say you love em'
He not killin' how I'm killin' He not drillin' how I'm drillin
How the f*ck he stand on business'
I'm the one who kept it real
Had your back outside that field , So he can't feel what I feel
No, this ain't just about no money
If I were down bad, would you take it from me