Back in the days there was this hoe I knew before I had cash

Down bent, brown skin, big titties, fat ass

Until one day, I really started bugging this shit

**** was like F how could you fall in love with this bitch

But come to find out shortie was a sheisty hoe

She had a **** really thinking she was wifey tho

Far way out of line with a mind that was mad vicious

I never had bitches so she listened to them crab bitches

And sometimes i think she only fuck with me

Cause of the way I suck titties and never bust nuts quickly

Not at all thinking, weed smoking and alcohol drinking

If honey's lonely that's probably cause she's money hungry

Bitches ain't nothing but problems

Can't live with them

Can't live without them

It's from the spirit

So when you hear these lyrics then sing

Nowadays these honeys

All about material things

Bitches ain't nothing but problems

Can't live with them

Can't live without them

But imma deal with it

And be real with it

And if your ex give you ass

You should still hit it

Now you wanna take the time and speak to me

Cause i be rhyming and shining frequently

Fake **** popping moets and saying peace to me

These high priced hoes ain't seen at least a g

You ain't the same dime piece that i used to love

Sniffing coke, doing drugs, covered in bruised with thugs

Fuck a bitch, but the snake shit gotta be known

Plus i couldn't leave the motions of her body alone

I used to try to be nice and never lie to hoes

Now i keep them bitches thinking imma buy them clothes

Busting nuts if not on then near faces

And rear places like bathroom floors, halls and staircases

You was the only one that i was close to

Now act like i ain't supposed to violate and expose you

Bitches ain't nothing but problems

Can't live with them

Can't live without them

It's from the spirit

So when you hear these lyrics then sing

Nowadays these honeys

All about material things

Bitches ain't nothing but problems

Can't live with them

Can't live without them

But imma deal with it

And be real with it

And if your ex give you ass

You should still hit it

Don't get me wrong

I don't hate women and all

But i do hate them faggots that's resembling y'all

And all you chicken head bitches

I remember when y'all used to have me sad tripping

Now i never could fall

You could hear that the pussy is the bomb and all

But i swear on my tear put them condoms on

Life's like hell so i gotta fight this world

No time for hookers

I'm looking for a righteous girl

Its from the spirit

So when you hear these lyrics then sing

Nowadays these honeys all about material things

You got to be a big willy or a schizo thug

Have mad gold chains or you gets no love

But imma deal with it and be real with it

And if my ex give me ass imma still hit it

Because bitches ain't nothing but problems

Bitches ain't nothing but problems

Can't live with them

Can't live without them

It's from the spirit

So when you hear these lyrics then sing

Nowadays these honeys

All about material things

Bitches ain't nothing but problems

Can't live with them

Can't live without them

But imma deal with it

And be real with it

And if your ex give you ass

You should still hit it