(I'm full of contradictions, you know) I know Saying one thing and doing another Said you would keep it, black and white wit' me, you showing true colors Said you would keep it, if I plant a seed, but we fuckin' with rubbers Said you would keep me, right in the forefront, but I'm undercover I talked to your mother about your rebuttals, but she know I love ya I talked to your brother 'bout hoes that I'm thuggin', and how I can't juggle 'em (Yeah) This for all my... This for all my dawgs This for all my... This is for all my dawgs These hoes wanna save me the muzzle She know she fake and she flawed, she needed a break for the summer You was OK wit' it long, and she was a angel you trust her Now she got you sick by the things you discovered, it's fuck her She said "What?" "Bitch, okay, did I stutter? Think I'm the one you gon' play like a sucka?" She like "don't call me no name you can touch" I'm like "OK, why you hanging with sluts? Them hoes been ran through, like rain through a gutter" She like "why you always bringing up others?" I'm like "why y'all always stay in a huddle? Plus all them bitches is jaded as fuck Never been here, now they stay in the cut Mad at some nigga for making 'em suffer Now they wanna get back, breaking up couples Heart turned pitch black, ain't in no color Fuckin' on niggas that's bringing out Cullinans This that shit that I made for my brothers"