[Intro: Future]
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
[Chorus: Future]
A bitch gon' be a bitch, a ho gon' be a ho
A killer gon' be a killer, that's somethin' you need to know
Ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it
A dealer gon' be a dealer, a plug gon' be a plug
My niggas, them my niggas, they just like blood
Ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it
[Verse 1: Future]
I had a young, hot thang fucked my bro and gave 'em brain
And she expect for me to love her, I can never be a lame
I'm attracted to her sexually, but she ain't my main dame
We can be the best of friends, shawty, but you off the chain
See I ain't gon' hold it against ya, I'ma keep it pimpin' with ya
Don't you come at me with issues, ain't tryna get all in your mixture
I ain't tryna come to get ya, you can meet me somewhere on Peachtree
At the W on the Fourteenth, ain't tryna fuck no ho tryna know me
And they wanna fuck my whoadie, already smashed the homie
Half of these bitches phony, singin' love songs like Toni
Ms. Braxton you the action, stop actin'
Just another sad love song waitin' to happen
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
Ain't no way around it
[Chorus: Future]
A bitch gon' be a bitch, a ho gon' be a ho
A killer gon' be a killer, that's somethin' you need to know
Ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it
A dealer gon' be a dealer, a plug gon' be a plug
My niggas, them my niggas, they just like blood
Ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it
[Verse 1: Future]
I had a young, hot thang fucked my bro and gave 'em brain
And she expect for me to love her, I can never be a lame
I'm attracted to her sexually, but she ain't my main dame
We can be the best of friends, shawty, but you off the chain
See I ain't gon' hold it against ya, I'ma keep it pimpin' with ya
Don't you come at me with issues, ain't tryna get all in your mixture
I ain't tryna come to get ya, you can meet me somewhere on Peachtree
At the W on the Fourteenth, ain't tryna fuck no ho tryna know me
And they wanna fuck my whoadie, already smashed the homie
Half of these bitches phony, singin' love songs like Toni
Ms. Braxton you the action, stop actin'
Just another sad love song waitin' to happen
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