Yeah
I'm working on dying
I'm upset
Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check
I'ma always take the money over sex
That's why they need me out the way, what you expect?
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no ho
Every month
I'm supposed to pay her bills and get her what she want
I still got like seven years of doing what I want
My dad still got child support from 1991
Outta time, people love to pop a lot of shit then come around
Word to Flacko Jodye, he done seen us put it down
Niggas asking if I'm cool
I'm upset
Hunnid thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check
You tryna check?
This is real life, niggas think we playing chess
So what's next?
Jump up out the bed like I’m possessed
I go out on tour and I say I'm drinking less
End up getting loose and getting pictures from my ex
SMS, triple X
That's the only time I ever shoot below the neck
Why you keep on shooting if you know that nigga dead?
That's the only kind of shit that gets you some respect
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no ho (ayy, ayy)
Every month
She don't even love me, she just putting on a front
She gonna try and settle outta court and make a run
Then gonna ask me how I'm doing?
I'm upset
Half a million on my head I can accept, yeah
'Least it makes me feel someone tried their best, yeah
Want to waste a half a million, be my guest
Made me wanna buy a vest and a TEC
But I'm blessed, I just checked
Hate me, never met me in the flesh
Said she's got some things she gotta come here and collect
That shit is in a box to the left, to the left
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul (for my soul)
Thankful for the women that I know (that I know)
Can't go fifty-fifty with no ho
