Moral of the story Video (MV)

Still in love with
But she f*ckin' with my opps still
Diss him on his block
We gon' show him how that Glock feel
Soft ass nigga actin' pussy like euphoria
Muddy in my cup, keep on f*ckin' up my stomach
A.G. in that big body, swervin' on you hoes
Trust who? I don't trust nobody in this bitch
Money is the motive
Put a knife through my back for it
Used to want relationships
Until I got backdoored
Hoes say they love you
Then they use you as a platform
Pro at broken hearts
I just threw em off the backboard
Put her in the crib
She complainin' bout the view
I'm so tired of how you act
Buy a purse, you want two
I keep swipin' all my cards
That's the only time you're cool
New designer, what she want
She ain't gettin' it from Lou
You can give that girl, your heart she'll do
You dirty, look at Q
Home boy stay in East Atlanta
Drop my thumb, he gon' shoot
Bitch, you f*ckin' with the Don
Be politically correct
Business come before the pleasure
I'm a pro at gettin' checks
Treat these niggas like my sons
They keep bitin' all my shit
Triple seven, my vendetta
If they diss me, they should run
I keep rollin' up my sleeve
That's how you know I'm up to somethin
You could give that bitch a rose
I bet she prefer tulips
I'm a pro at broken hearts
Swear to God, I been through em
I just put her in the crib
She complainin' bout the view
I'm so tired of how you act
Buy a purse, you want two
I keep swipin' all my cards
That's the only time you're cool
New designer, what she want
She ain't gettin' it from Lou
You could give that girl the world
She gon' ask you for the moon
I just put her in the Benz
Now she askin' for a Rolls
She ain't never satisfied
Nothin's good enough for her, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
Nothin's enough for you
Nothin's ever enough for you
Nothin's ever enough