Point of My Life (feat. Tonio Hall & Mo3)

I'm at this point in my life

I need a bad bitch to fuck me right

She don't got to be a ten

Just a seven that can suck me right

I'm fucking her and her friend

I'm not a lover I'm the hustler type

Lil momma got a own crib

Ain't got a spend the night

She got a ol' man but trying to be my wife

I'm at the point of my life where I'm putting paper before everything

Said she want a wedding ring

Married to the game

Don't need no wedding rings

Count my money

Got to put everything

Got it back of dedication

She don't understand but I'm to busy baby

To busy focused on a bank roll

I don't have time for stank hoe

She gone ride me like a bike a brand new Kawasaki

And she mad because I fucked her friend

But that's how the game go

What the fuck I look like fucking a bitch for a band "yeah"

Told she ain't the wife type but her friend is

I need a bitch that buy burkin bags on her own "yeah"

Cause I ain't buying no bags I buy bows yeah

Always trapping need a bad bitch to match it

Saw me out with 3

Like I didn't know you was rapping

You ain't Trying to Fuxk with me have you pulling up in trenches

I'm at this point in my life

I need a bad bitch to fuck me right

She don't got to be a ten

Just a seven that can suck me right

I'm fucking her and her friend

I'm not a lover I'm the hustler type

Lil momma got a own crib

Ain't got a spend the night

She got a ol' man but trying to be my wife

I only call you when it's late night

No face no case no daylight

I would love to say my love would stay right

But you know I get busy with no daylight

Keep on the low play your role and you can stay down

Fidget on the low so my bro keep that k round

These hoes will fuck your Bro to hurt your soul

They won't stay down

That's why I only say I love you when they ass up and face down

She got a man on the low he be creeping

She say she don't give a fuck cheating

You **** going outside weeping

I treat these hoes like this for a reason

Only round for a season dog

So I'll cut you off and I'll be leaving

I'm at this point in my life

I need a bad bitch to fuck me right

She don't got to be a ten

Just a seven that can suck me right

I'm fucking her and her friend

I'm not a lover I'm the hustler type

Lil momma got a own crib

Ain't got a spend the night

She got a ol' man but trying to be my wife

Couple barrettes 100 bandz got to stuff it in a duffle bag "trapping"

Osama bout that action they cappin

I tell em tow tag em and bag em I'm on that savage shit

Matter of fact dibble and dabble she think I'm average

Pull up in the astin on davins and I start popping shit

Jocking me now I got her posted up watching me

Fred the bitch dick in the car I'm counting broccoli

Obviously I ain't got a say who I'm is

She see the chains and all of my whips oh yeah

Half a mill on a crib no need to explain

I'm All about it here

And this coat monclear

She say she want to get nasty I tell her go in that bag I need that there

Why you think I be spazzing step on a bitch

I'm at this point in my life

I need a bad bitch to fuck me right

She don't got to be a ten

Just a seven that can suck me right

I'm fucking her and her friend

I'm not a lover I'm the hustler type

Lil momma got a own crib

Ain't got a spend the night

She got a ol' man but trying to be my wife