A Westside Story (Interlude) Lyrics

Silly hoe trynna lie on my dick

Hurt me, broke me and rib

Life flashed, thought I'd lose my kid

Pour up, rather lose my kidney

Cried out, rather loose my dignity

All cuz yo ass indigent

First step, get out of yo feelings

Second step, get out of my business

Copped the neck

Got it out my system

Now ya nigga all in my mentions

Fuck around got his slepts

Look, I finna fuss over no women

But can't take no disrespect

He brought that to my steps

So he brought this on himself

That's the cards you done dealt him

Running ya mouth

When I kept it playa

Kept it solid

Bitch keep it honest

Yo ass thirsty for me

I call yo phone today

Yo ass would still get dirty for me

Pulling up on demon time

Could swear the devil lurking on me

You ain't ever wear Prada

You thought splurge it on ya

Like you put a hurtin on me

Bitch I

Would never

Got me fucked up

Fuck outta here

You girlfriend swear

That I would stretch her out

The difference is

She kept it low

Or so I thought

Bitch I got family

Can't be getting caught up

For no rolla

Keep it pushing

Keep it rolling

All in ya emotions

Uh

All out in the open

Fuck

Putting on a show

For what?

Show for who?

Ain't show you nuffin

'But how to use a block button

I told what it's not, love

Baby this was not