Message From Breezy

Ziad track I know that shit get hard, but baby, keep your head up I know that times is hard, but baby, go and run your cake up Your mama made a queen, don't gotta cover up with makeup Don't settle for no nigga 'less he help you get that paper And if he ain't about his bread, just cut him off like he a taper Realize he only tryna fuck and ain't bringin' shit to the table I see you move a lil' smarter, won't let another nigga play you She ain't the type, she just won't give it up to anybody I hope you love her for her heart and not just for her body I know you tired of fuckin' around, they always let you down 'Cause when you fuck around with them fuck arounds, you get fucked around Daddy never there, since a youngin, never came around Only trust a couple solid bitches who she hang around She gon' keep it ten toes, she been ridin' solo All about her gunplay, gon' shoot 'em like a photo No, she don't need nobody, no, she don't really know, though Lil' mama, she a five star, ain't talkin' Grand Theft Auto She don't really need you, she fuck with you if she want to You better feel lucky if she decide that she want you And if you get to tweakin', you know that she gon' get you gone Lil' baby found her worth, now she get whatever she want And if nobody told you, I'll be the one to tell you Yeah, she know I'm the plug, but all these lies, no, I won't sell you You been on your own, but you don't need nobody else They told her, "Give it up", she put her heart right on the shelf I know that times is hard, but baby, go and run your cake up Your mama made a queen, don't gotta cover up with makeup Don't settle for no nigga 'less he help you get that paper And if he ain't about his bread, just cut him off like he a taper Realize he only tryna fuck and ain't bringin' shit to the table I see you move a lil' smarter, won't let another nigga play you She ain't the type, she just won't give it up to anybody I hope you love her for her heart and not just for her body I know that times is hard, but baby, go and run your cake up Your mama made a queen, don't gotta cover up with makeup Don't settle for no nigga 'less he help you get that paper And if he ain't about his bread, just cut him off like he a taper Realize he only tryna fuck and ain't bringin' shit to the table I see you move a lil' smarter, won't let another nigga play you She ain't the type, she just won't give it up to anybody I hope you love her for her heart and not just for her body No, you don't need nobody else You got it all to yourself No, she don't need nobody That bitch don't need nobody