Oh Lord, Jetson made another oneYou don't love me, don't tell me you love me'Cause I can go fuck on your friendI can hook up with your buddyI ain't got time to pretendI'm tryna get me some cuddyAnd I ain't really tryna be friendsI'd rather get to the moneyI tried to talk to the hoTold her my dreams and she looked at me funny (Ah)Everything I done dreamed I done done it (Yeah)Everything I done dreamed I done done it (Yeah)Now I done it, it's time for some more dreams (Yeah)Run it up, I need some more cream (Ho)The internet world helped you know me (Ah)And I don't believe talking, so show me (Shh)I got the gas, you can roll it, uhI'm frontin' bags to my homies (Ayy)I'm still in the streets like I'm homeless (Yeah)Still sellin' P's to promoters (Yeah)She ain't really fuck with me back then (Back then)She don't really love me, she acting (Acting)I'm treating the show like the streets (Streets)We pull up and count up the backend (Bitch)You don't love me, don't tell me you love me'Cause I can go fuck on your friendI can hook up with your buddyI ain't got time to pretendI'm tryna get me some cuddyAnd I ain't really tryna be friendsI'd rather get to the money (Ayy, ayy)You don't love me, don't tell me you love me (Ayy)'Cause I can go fuck on your friendI can hook up with your buddy (Ayy)I ain't got time to pretendI'm tryna get me some cuddy (Ayy)And I ain't really tryna be friendsI'd rather get to the moneyWhat she do?She tryna freak on the low lowShe tryna cheat on her boyfriendHe keep on blowing her phone upPress the red button, ignore him (Aha)I got the bags of the low in (Ah)I got the bags of the O in (Ah)That's a good number, don't be cheap (Cheap)If you buy more than ten, it's gon' decreaseWe selling gas like we Bp (Bp)Watch how you creep when you see me (See)We on the screens of they Tv (Tv)Bad bitches download my Cd (C)Sucks for you, you ain't believe meYou took the boy for a jokeI held it down, I had hopeI was down, I was brokeThey wanted my heart and my soulI stay on my grind and I growGot this K and this nine, I'ma blowI ain't wastin' no time on a ho, so bitchYou don't love me, don't tell me you love me'Cause I can go fuck on your friendI can hook up with your buddyI ain't got time to pretendI'm tryna get me some cuddyAnd I ain't really tryna be friendsI'd rather get to the money (Ayy, ayy)You don't love me, don't tell me you love me (Ah)'Cause I can go fuck on your friend (Ayy)I can hook up with your buddy (Ah)I ain't got time to pretend (Tend)I'm tryna get me some cuddy (Ayy)And I ain't really tryna be friends (Friends)I'd rather get to the money (Bitch)
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You don't love me, don't tell me you love me
'Cause I can go fuck on your friend
I can hook up with your buddy
I ain't got time to pretend
I'm tryna get me some cuddy
And I ain't really tryna be friends
I'd rather get to the money
I tried to talk to the ho
Told her my dreams and she looked at me funny (Ah)
Everything I done dreamed I done done it (Yeah)
Everything I done dreamed I done done it (Yeah)
Now I done it, it's time for some more dreams (Yeah)
Run it up, I need some more cream (Ho)
The internet world helped you know me (Ah)
And I don't believe talking, so show me (Shh)
I got the gas, you can roll it, uh
I'm frontin' bags to my homies (Ayy)
I'm still in the streets like I'm homeless (Yeah)
Still sellin' P's to promoters (Yeah)
She ain't really fuck with me back then (Back then)
She don't really love me, she acting (Acting)
I'm treating the show like the streets (Streets)
We pull up and count up the backend (Bitch)
You don't love me, don't tell me you love me
'Cause I can go fuck on your friend
I can hook up with your buddy
I ain't got time to pretend
I'm tryna get me some cuddy
And I ain't really tryna be friends
I'd rather get to the money (Ayy, ayy)
You don't love me, don't tell me you love me (Ayy)
'Cause I can go fuck on your friend
I can hook up with your buddy (Ayy)
I ain't got time to pretend
I'm tryna get me some cuddy (Ayy)
And I ain't really tryna be friends
I'd rather get to the money
What she do?
She tryna freak on the low low
She tryna cheat on her boyfriend
He keep on blowing her phone up
Press the red button, ignore him (Aha)
I got the bags of the low in (Ah)
I got the bags of the O in (Ah)
That's a good number, don't be cheap (Cheap)
If you buy more than ten, it's gon' decrease
We selling gas like we Bp (Bp)
Watch how you creep when you see me (See)
We on the screens of they Tv (Tv)
Bad bitches download my Cd (C)
Sucks for you, you ain't believe me
You took the boy for a joke
I held it down, I had hope
I was down, I was broke
They wanted my heart and my soul
I stay on my grind and I grow
Got this K and this nine, I'ma blow
I ain't wastin' no time on a ho, so bitch
You don't love me, don't tell me you love me
'Cause I can go fuck on your friend
I can hook up with your buddy
I ain't got time to pretend
I'm tryna get me some cuddy
And I ain't really tryna be friends
I'd rather get to the money (Ayy, ayy)
You don't love me, don't tell me you love me (Ah)
'Cause I can go fuck on your friend (Ayy)
I can hook up with your buddy (Ah)
I ain't got time to pretend (Tend)
I'm tryna get me some cuddy (Ayy)
And I ain't really tryna be friends (Friends)
I'd rather get to the money (Bitch)
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