[Intro: Prezi]
Fuckin' with them niggas, I knew better
Time to change the scoreboard, these suckers tryna move clever
Homies ain't slidin', we can do better
[Chorus: Prezi]
I put my trust in a bitch when I knew better
Hit that lick when I knew better
Fucked with them niggas when I knew better
Family telling me to do better, I'ma do better
Put my trust in a bitch when I knew better
Hit that lick when I knew better
Fucked with them niggas when I knew better
Family telling me to do better, I'ma do better
Family telling me to do better, I'ma do better
[Verse 1: Prezi]
Fuckin' 'round with them niggas when I ain't have to
Mama told me be cool, them niggas bad news
Put my trust in a bitch and she fagged too
Commissary week and she ain't even bring the bag through
I'm back now, most of these niggas got ho tendencies
She say she love me but you know just how these bitches be
Murder charges 'cause you know just how these snitches be
Shit'll drive you crazy if you ain't prepared mentally
Touchdown, I wasn't going for no field goal
Too much on the line 'cause me and my daughter real close
I knew better, who think they fucking with me?
Hammer on me, brothers with me, shit ain't nothing to me
Collecting money for Lee until my nigga get back
You said you love him, shit got tough, where you niggas was at?
You knew better you'd do better, them niggas faking
Caught up in your old ways, you niggas ancient
Fuckin' with them niggas, I knew better
Time to change the scoreboard, these suckers tryna move clever
Homies ain't slidin', we can do better
[Chorus: Prezi]
I put my trust in a bitch when I knew better
Hit that lick when I knew better
Fucked with them niggas when I knew better
Family telling me to do better, I'ma do better
Put my trust in a bitch when I knew better
Hit that lick when I knew better
Fucked with them niggas when I knew better
Family telling me to do better, I'ma do better
Family telling me to do better, I'ma do better
[Verse 1: Prezi]
Fuckin' 'round with them niggas when I ain't have to
Mama told me be cool, them niggas bad news
Put my trust in a bitch and she fagged too
Commissary week and she ain't even bring the bag through
I'm back now, most of these niggas got ho tendencies
She say she love me but you know just how these bitches be
Murder charges 'cause you know just how these snitches be
Shit'll drive you crazy if you ain't prepared mentally
Touchdown, I wasn't going for no field goal
Too much on the line 'cause me and my daughter real close
I knew better, who think they fucking with me?
Hammer on me, brothers with me, shit ain't nothing to me
Collecting money for Lee until my nigga get back
You said you love him, shit got tough, where you niggas was at?
You knew better you'd do better, them niggas faking
Caught up in your old ways, you niggas ancient
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