Lyrics
Favors back to back, I'm running out of love, I never felt
Even times I asked, it made me change the way I felt for hell
Had to change my views of life for God
'Cause he never loved
Running out of love
Eat on my own, but I'm still fed up
Fed up with the bills, fed up with my problems
Fed up with the bullshit that comes with them dollars
Got expectations on my reputation
'Cause they only see results, but not my dedication
Slept on floors, slept on the couch
Slept at your **** house
Stepped on B in this bitch's snake
They got us little mouth
Rolled, ran back to back
Got mouths like a prostitute
**** beg for pussy, last they shot like an alley-oop
Fuck the beauty, when this shit out here really gets ugly
Heard I got a vice from a **** that ain't touch me
I speak on my truth, make a lame **** look sexy
**** on they diddy bop, but money can't even hush me
In the game, I'm sold up, trying to find my closure
Labels can't even push me, fuck the money, they a hold up
I been seeing red, but I get green, how could I fold up?
Face my problems, head on long why my heart keeps getting colder
Spend a dollar or talking about investments
Bitches out here stressing, bitchy calling
Fuck the problems, I'ma pull-up pressing
Bitch, my biggest talent is my dreams, I'm so destined
They can't even think the way I think, oh, that's a blessing
Organize my wants and needs, what a **** want from me
Fuck these bars who punching me, OBGY pussy clean
Ain't knocking doors, I cut a key
Broke **** ain't fucking me
Selfish like the hallway, but I still make sure my cousin eat
What you do by paper, what you do by haters
Trying to cope with shit
But I still got on under pressure
Life ain't been no waiter, stacking money, chaser
**** can't little baby me, I ain't no Jada waiter
Slept on floors, slept on the couch
Slept at your **** house
Stepped on B in this bitch's snake
They got us little mouth
Rolled, ran back to back
Got mouths like a prostitute
**** beg for pussy, last they shot like an alley-oop
Fuck the beauty, when this shit out here really gets ugly
Heard I got a vibe from a **** that ain't touch me
I speak on my truth, make a lame **** look sexy
**** don't hate Diddy Bop
But money can't even hush me
Written by: Jaida Roby, Yo Riley
