Mmh Not true though Shit These bitches tell it all, you ain't special nigga This what that pussy whipped pillow talk will get ya You ain't even knew I knew Vanessa did ya, that's besides the point From manhunt to escapin' that manhunt when we robbed the joint We smoked Ls to the brain on the roof Washed it down with a cup of E&J and a loose We got fly and rode trains to the deuce When I got signed I had models let niggas run train and chuck deuce But when the change low, here the change go And real niggas never 'posed to mention when they exchange doe Them quote unquote loans was gifts, did I complain? No, 'cause you was my nigga Now my nigga tryna line me up but trust me boy I'm ready fam I got a whole lotta fetty and my shooters got a steady hand So you come try to take what I used to offer And that block where you stand is that block they gon' scrape you off of Word to my mother Word to my mother I can't stand you, you can't stand me Later on that night, fine and dandy We break up Monday, Tuesday family That was just us though 'cause you was my candy Sweeter than a liquor-ish twizzler, thicker than a Snicker My lil snack, I go way back witcha I payed ya mom's rent when that welfare dissed her I put hands on that dude that used to hit your sister For this song you'll be Melissa Melissa you let me down, I tohught you'd always my hitta My hitta been makin' rounds, I saw the paperwork off Victor You pointin' niggas out singing' like the Pointer Sisters, damn nigga What you gon' say, you'd never tell on me? Or put a cell on me? Not Joell Ortiz Do me a favor lose that number to that cell on me And respectfully get the hell outta my Vee Word to my mother Word to my mother Wow