Closed Doors

I got money out my ass Pockets overflow with cash Don't you try me, I'm gon' spazz Left these bitches in the past You can't touch me, I'm divine So best stay in your lane I'm just waitin' on my prime And I bet you do the same Nigga, this ain't no game, man, all bitches do is play I can't f*ck with no lame, it ain't nothin' else to say I ain't got the time of day to be worried bout no bitch When they talk behind your back, always gossipin' and snitchin' I can't help it, all this history, you know I felt it Bitches fake, but I'm real, I would've went through hell, bitch Call me a revolver, cause I wouldn't leave a shell, bitch Always thinkin' bout they self, I peep these bitches selfish I took a Glock to the head, still ain't get no thank you Shawty really crashed my car, f*ck the money, bankrolls Told her she gon' be a star, all she do is hate tho' These bitches ain't goin' far, tryna take my pesos Moral of the story, you can't trust no bitch Trust no bitch These bitches ain't for you, put your trust in your stick First you pray to God, then you go and get your riches These hoes is for everybody, that ain't you, that's his bitch Closin' doors on these hoes, you don't know I get this Frenemies can turn to foes, I can't lie, I seen it Only God knows, if you say you love me, mean it I got a halo, I'm an angel and I dreamed it I got money out my ass Pockets overflow with cash Don't you try me, I'm gon' spazz Left these bitches in the past You can't touch me, I'm divine So best stay in your lane I'm just waitin' on my prime And I bet you do the same