They say bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
(But) niggas ain't either so I keep me a heater
Women hard to find so I stay on my grind
Baby mama did me ugly put that shit out my mind
Been alive a long time but don't feel like I'm livin
Seem like God bless me just enough to keep me from clickin
If I'm bein greedy I'm sorry he got to forgive me
I just want me some sides with this rotisserie chicken
Seen a coward tryna sell his dead homeboy strap
Before they even had the funeral
Sold his crack and didn't give nothin to the family, it's part of the game
My circle small but niggas might do me the same
Walkin wit Ross my eyes got buck, I screamed
Pile of wood look just like the dead body I seen
I ain't know his name but his face stuck in my mind
And it pop up in my head at the craziest times