[Verse 1: GRIP]
Uh, now let me take you to Decatur where ya Nina stay
Had a baby straight up out of high school
Was s'posed to go to Clark, but nowadays she go to [?] for her CNA
On the Gram sayin' shit she'd [?] say
Posin' like she doin' better than she really is
That shit's embeded in our DNA
Livin' with her baby daddy 'cause that's somewhere free to stay
But in her head, she thinkin' 'bout the next bed where she can lay
Maybe a rapper or a athlete, she used to get her ass beat
So even if you met her last week, you probably smashed cheeks for sayin' somethin' mad sweet
And now he gon' with the wind 'cause she fell for the hype and let him in
This week'll be somebody new, the cycle never ends
And it all stems from her relationship with her pops
He left her mama at her lowest for a bitch with some guap
They got a house, but when she visit, she ain't have a room to put her stuff
Lost touch and grew her faith that she was never good enough
Mom's turned to alcohol, drinkin' like a fish
Over the years, her best advice was this: "Life's a bitch"
Lost track of all the niggas that she kept in the crib
Never once thinkin' about how it affected the kid, damn
[Verse 2]
Woah, what's up?
Cory just had a baby, I'm fallin' behind the pack
Me and Eric was talkin', his daughter made him a man
I ain't sayin' we wasn't stable, but baby changed up the plans
Get purpose, [?] the in searchin', I might get [?] with my raps
Me, Booka, Jay, and Bean the only ones left
And Brean probably 'bout to switch teams, shout out to Meg
And all the girls and women that love us thugs and niggas
And see a little bit more, hide our weed in they titties
Sharin' love galore, we makin' a new religion
Manifestin' in life, some lessons are just worth livin'
She ridin' me like a kite, my stamina is short winded
I'm tryna be what you like, I get advice from my niggas
Be cold and don't requite, her love ain't worth your minutes
Get plenty money, be fly, it help with these type of fishes
Big booty women my weakness, slim waist, we kick it
Slim [?] for her, I'll admit it
Niggas be egocentric and so involved with ourselves
But, baby, you cannot blame us, you look for a man with wealth
We look to women that help with the growth
Most have mammas, I know
But the commitemnt to love us is so above us
Comin' from a habitual, just enough individual
Left flowers by your do', Valentines was a week ago
See me tryin', force a smile, but you need to grow
Open eyes, tell you no lies, I'm not believin' those
Uh, now let me take you to Decatur where ya Nina stay
Had a baby straight up out of high school
Was s'posed to go to Clark, but nowadays she go to [?] for her CNA
On the Gram sayin' shit she'd [?] say
Posin' like she doin' better than she really is
That shit's embeded in our DNA
Livin' with her baby daddy 'cause that's somewhere free to stay
But in her head, she thinkin' 'bout the next bed where she can lay
Maybe a rapper or a athlete, she used to get her ass beat
So even if you met her last week, you probably smashed cheeks for sayin' somethin' mad sweet
And now he gon' with the wind 'cause she fell for the hype and let him in
This week'll be somebody new, the cycle never ends
And it all stems from her relationship with her pops
He left her mama at her lowest for a bitch with some guap
They got a house, but when she visit, she ain't have a room to put her stuff
Lost touch and grew her faith that she was never good enough
Mom's turned to alcohol, drinkin' like a fish
Over the years, her best advice was this: "Life's a bitch"
Lost track of all the niggas that she kept in the crib
Never once thinkin' about how it affected the kid, damn
[Verse 2]
Woah, what's up?
Cory just had a baby, I'm fallin' behind the pack
Me and Eric was talkin', his daughter made him a man
I ain't sayin' we wasn't stable, but baby changed up the plans
Get purpose, [?] the in searchin', I might get [?] with my raps
Me, Booka, Jay, and Bean the only ones left
And Brean probably 'bout to switch teams, shout out to Meg
And all the girls and women that love us thugs and niggas
And see a little bit more, hide our weed in they titties
Sharin' love galore, we makin' a new religion
Manifestin' in life, some lessons are just worth livin'
She ridin' me like a kite, my stamina is short winded
I'm tryna be what you like, I get advice from my niggas
Be cold and don't requite, her love ain't worth your minutes
Get plenty money, be fly, it help with these type of fishes
Big booty women my weakness, slim waist, we kick it
Slim [?] for her, I'll admit it
Niggas be egocentric and so involved with ourselves
But, baby, you cannot blame us, you look for a man with wealth
We look to women that help with the growth
Most have mammas, I know
But the commitemnt to love us is so above us
Comin' from a habitual, just enough individual
Left flowers by your do', Valentines was a week ago
See me tryin', force a smile, but you need to grow
Open eyes, tell you no lies, I'm not believin' those
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