Cindy's Interlude

Yeah Say she for the streets But I am the streets So who are you for Damn Who's better for you than a boy If I gave you the world Would you still want more baby Heard you entertaining who for what But you still want more from me Double taps on the movie screen This shit is like a movie scene And the way I move is militant I bulletproof the army green To try it I turn a movie scene to a horror scene Scared to give you the world cause You'll leave me like there's more to see I'm never outside they don't wanna bore me I can never picture them ignoring me Imitation is not flattering it's annoying me Can't be too hard to see I'm back on my Back on my Back on my I'm back on my Back on my bullshit again I'm back on my bullshit again That nia you caught twin would never twin He would never matching And the bitches you would vent were never friends I could not imagine And the bitches you would vent to about your man They already at him Some of them bitches you got in your close friends Are like even had him They all sweet and shit go sour after Speakin on my name that shit like sour apples They throw dirt up on my name just to dig me after After it all you know the truth when it's said and done They hate to see what I've become I'm a star like the ceilings of the Wraith I don't like to talk behind they backs so i bring it to their face Hustle it down like number two they get erased Rather see me catch a body or a case They tryna trick me outta my position Opposite sides is now opposition All about the field just not my position I bring shit together like a com but it's not competition You should stop all the dissin You know I still love you I just love you from a distance Still own that shit you missin oh babe I'm back on my Back on my Back on my I'm back on my Back on my bullshit again I'm back on my bullshit again