I used to be comfortable tellin bitches Shit that ain't none of they business I was tryna find my power They was using it against me You can't pay me by the hour Ain't no 7.25 SOS I get it wet He gotta dip his dick in rice They want me to be a rapper I want me to be myself If rappin happen to happen I'm keepin health over wealth They hate when I masturbate Get too cocky Feeling myself I share a sun w Beyonce Couple kids Cute fiancé I like being me A lotta these hoes can't say the same And I can rap for hours No hook necessary Change the game Bitches love a jingle That's okay But I like giving brain I ain't tryna make u bitches dance I'm tryna heal my pain Bitches'll call u an alcoholic Drive u to drink Chillin, get hit w a iceberg Be mad when u sink Might be dat bitch But I'm very human When I shit it stink I see what u hoes compare me to You not allowed to speak All I gotta do is be humble And they gon give me me That's a lie Hoes don't wanna see nobody win Cuz they would never try My art from the heart These hoes can't even look me in the eye But want me to be swayed by they opinions Bitch I'd rather die Pray for my demise Dig up my past like they the FBI Then hop they ass online like ACAB, haha, am I right? I'm way too generous Can't take these bitches serious Can't give these hoes no benefits of doubt I'm on my period I'm PMS'in Fed up with you bitches Ride like brooms to witches Poison apples Pass em out I'm vicious Glock pull up she glitchin Ooh Crabby bitch She itchin Gave her the 69 She snitchin Yea Fuck respectin women I got richer in the kitchen PMS'in Fed up with you bitches Ride like brooms to witches Poison apples Pass em out I'm vicious Glock pull up she glitchin Ooh Crabby bitch She itchin Gave her the 69 She snitchin Yea Fuck respectin women I got richer in the kitchen Yea