BROKE FOLK FUNK BLK ODYSSY & Rapsody

Go on, girl

Don't play yourself, homegirl
Chasing brother pape' stack
How you come is how you leave
Don't let him break you like that
Then video yourself crying
No sympathy in that
If y'all spirits don't align
We throwing that n**** back
Your respect is too expensive
To be played for cheap ass
You a classic, not the kind
That throw the diamonds in back
You too cute, he too toxic
We got no time for that
And that applies to brothers too
Don't let 'em catch you in traps
Women you see no future wit
You fuck em wit'out a cap
Chasing dem high maintenance bitches
But complaining 'bout cash
You say you want a queen
But only caring about her ass
Then feel a way about it
When that's on display on the 'Gram
Them fake chains you wearing
Gon' make her think you got some bands
He love you for the filters
Now you can't be yourself
Remember don't be a hard rock
Girl, you really a gem
You gotta fall in love with you
Before you loving on them