XXX U-God (Ft. Method Man)

[Intro]
Hello?
Nigga, pick up your phone!
Why you ain't been answerin' your phone?
Old bitch ass nigga
You is not motherfuckin' Rakim with yo little ass
Answer the phone, nigga
Damn, damn, there she go again
I ain't [?] ass anyway, just a bitch ass nigga
You got the game fucked up
Pick up your phone

[Chorus: U-God & Method Man]
I'll be here no matter what you do, no matter what you say
I'm havin' problems with a jealous ex
I know she listenin' but F it that
I'll be here no matter what you do, no matter what you say
I know she listenin' but F it that

[Verse 1: U-God]
I'm havin' problems with a jealous ex
Hack my phone, blowin' up my texts
It's like she watchin' when I'm havin' sex
I know you listenin' but fucker that
She always sweatin' who I'm fuckin' next
But she sweatin' out her hair with her friends at the disco tech
I slide through the 'jects and she gets upset
We ain't fucked in years, why you on my neck?
Didn't rock up north with the kid
When he did a bid for bricks and things
What I should've did was never threw the dick on her
Never should've spent on her, steak dinners
Always in the crib with them fake niggas
I'm eight figures, get richer
Thots assure yourself why you hate a winner
On my DM but you just a BM
What you wanna be him? Never that