Aye it's so crazy cause I made this song off another nigga feelingsKnow what I'm saying? What he going through with his bitchKnow what I'm saying? He actually one of my dogsKnow what I'm saying, so, here you goWe ain't talk in a minute, so don't hit me upAnd I mix my feelings with prescription drugsWhen I fell to my knees, you ain't pick me upWhen I was down on my back, you said I ain't rich enoughAnd we ain't talk about no sex cause you ain't get it upAnd I don't want you to suck my dick cause you ain't spit enoughYou an ungrateful lil' bitch, said I ain't spend enoughYou told me you want your ass shots cause you ain't thick enoughI'm in the trenches with the sharks, I ain't have a heartSome nights I ain't wanna talk, I left you in the darkYou was lurkin' on my page, you became a narcYou was writing bitches back, that shit went too farAnd I carried you on my back like I ain't have a carYou was kinda mad I hang with murderersBitch, you Instagram famous, but you not a starInstagram famous, but you not a starBitch, I made you, took you out the hood and I saved youWhile them other niggas tried to play youBitch you ungrateful, bitch you ungrateful, bitch you un..I ain't want a label, I ain't want a labelI ain't tryna be your friend, or your man, or your husbandI don't want a labelYou steady throwing your pussy, but I don't want noneI got a wife, so after me you gotta fuck VonThen Ikey, then Booka, then it's more funI kick her out slick as hell, tell her "store run"I know a couple divas, that's still a secretThe bitches I made eat it, you would not believe itThis shit was never easy, I move strategicMe and two, three singers, we had a threesomeBack to back, fuckin' back to back, off the perkyBack to back, told her all them lies, I was perfectAlways tryna run the streets deep, I was thirstyGotta watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna hurt meThat's why I keep my 50 and my 30Niggas ain't on shit, they washed up, detergentBig Backwood, sat back and burned itI'm better, hot like a furnace, yeahBitch, I made you, took you out the hood and I saved youWhile them other niggas tried to play youBitch you ungrateful, bitch you ungrateful, bitch you un..I ain't want a label, I ain't want a labelI ain't tryna be your friend, or your man, or your husbandI don't want a label