what the fuck am I supposed to do
I see them bad bitches on
It's just strippin' ain't
While you trippin' ain't like
Get off my case about this shit,
I thought you was my damn homie
Now you throwin' this shit
Should've never told you in the first place
I told you in the worst case scenario
That I would leave first,
but right now I'm very broke
ain't like I wouldn't like to be
So don't tell me what's best for me
No success story, I got bills to pay
Now this is my story, Moni,
and I hope you tell it right
Hope you blow up and then
I ain't gon' tell it twice
And let these little girls,
let they lesson be my life
and I hope you tell it right
Hope you blow up and then
I ain't gon' tell it twice
And let these lil' girls,
but they like to be my life
If I could go back and change shit,
I don't think I would even
My life was a damn Tupac song,
On the street with the G,
Followed that math, where I was from
Gettin' slapped on the ass was a PDA
all I wanted was a N -I -G -G -A
I moved on to them niggas in the NBA
Money tellin' me I shoulda got my MBA
it changed me to what I am today
I bet you wonder how I got smitten
So just listen as the plot thickens
Now this is my story, Money,
and I hope you tell it right
Hope you blow up and then
I ain't gon' tell it twice
And let these little girls,
let they let them be my life
and I hope you tell it right
and then get it to the vibe
I ain't gon' tell it twice
And let these little girls,
let they let them be my life