Fall Apart

Young sweet thing Still stuck in her ways Clubbing every weekend tryna find the better of days Want to approach her right now But I don't know what to say And if I say something lame she'll probably shoot me away She go for ballplayers Already knowing her type I got a shawty back home but we just argue and fight I need to be on my grind this not my kinda night But there's beauty in the beast and shit feasting tonight I got that look in my eyes, nothing but lust on my mind Angel dust on her nose looked like she hopped out the sky It's too many pretty women but which one for me U lose yo chance as soon as u overthink So I speak Don't watch her face She playing face cards I don't play games No this ain't my sport I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure Don't watch her face She playing face cards I don't play games No this ain't my sport I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure She locked in Thinking will I get a text back Should I slide with something smooth I rather say sum wack See i'm the corny type And she the horny type The baby mama type who'll have yo ass on Maury type I see the bubble popping and then she starts to type She said we can be more than friends if you just my type What job you got What kind of car you drive You own or lease What's yo credit looking like All these questions I don't got the answer too Worried about my money bitch is you a damn prostitute But she so bad I kinda give in I tell her i can get whatever if we better than friends I tell her how I how rap and flex and all the bitches I get Tell her Ion know my credit because I pay out the rip I'm an A-class rapper with celebrity whips Showing off my fake chains doing whatever to hit Than I hit Don't watch her face She playing face cards I don't play games No this ain't my sport I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure Don't watch her face She playing face cards I don't play games No this ain't my sport I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I let her walk by, I was too scared to talk Women all around me but I stay goofing off Use to be mad at myself, now I don't see what I loss Because I know who I want, we like an arm's length apart And she been mine from the start Ain't no protecting my heart I done seen at all hoes gone do what they want You can put um in check I rather give her a check Take her out to the mall, trading money for sex I ain't crushing but I promise ima make you my bitch I stayed locked in, cus I won't pay for shit until I'm rich I got money to make, in the stu making hits It's like I found who I am, the old me don't exist I don't bother nobody I ain't someone to miss And this rapping ain't no hobby nah this how ima live I want someone to try me,I got pain in my soul I heard u get what u give, it's time I take what I'm owed The world Don't watch her face She playing face cards I don't play games No this ain't my sport I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure Don't watch her face She playing face cards I don't play games No this ain't my sport I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure