Fuck what they say, you can rule the world
Im blingin thanks to my jeweler, girl
I aint worried about you, girl
I aint chasin no stupid girls
I know I can hit it any day I want
Fuck your friends, baby, just say I wont
Im sittin here at Cryo, therapy for my muscles
You got cash for me? Put it in my duffle
I like to get it, count it, in a money machine
I cannot trust you, thats my honesty
How many times you said youre down with me?
All of these times you thought you were on to me
I dont love you, I know baby, Im so wrong
You called me, like Monica, Im so gone
You leavin voicemails like, Nigga please, answer your phone
Slammin my doors sayin I aint goin home
Scratchin my cars with keys
Hitting my Balmains with bleach
Broke the glass all in my seat
Im leavin girl, you awful to me
Dont want me to see my shawty
Thats that shit my mama taught me
For all the shit my mama bought me
I owe her a million times for all it