Stat Sheet

This motherfucker hard, KJ"Why you beat it like that, bae?" She like"Nvti why you" She like"Nvti why you beat it up like that, bae is you mad at me?" Tell her"shhh" quit running from this dick this ain't no track meet Been balling on these niggas, check the score, look at the stat sheet I got a badder bitch, tats and all Bro 'nem whipping faster cars Let me get my foot off in this door it's gon' get bad for y'all I don't give no f*ck bout who you know I can't get black balled 'Fore I let you play me like a hoe I'll getcha packed dawg Make this money stack tall This shit been piling up I deserve it I been grinding for too long ain't work this hard for nun She used to tell her friends bout all her wins Now they don't talk to her Said she gon' quit telling all her business and go start her one I'm Proud of her I tell all the bros the same thing Go get a bag or some It's bread out here for everybody gang You want it bad enough You'll get up off yo ass and make the switch You say you tired of being broke, just put some time in and get fixed Okay Want diamonds on ya' wrist Okay A body for ya' bitch Okay You want it all, what you put in reflect the life you get So punch a clock if got to or God might bless you with a lick my nigga Whatever it take, just make a way get on ya shit Seen a nigga blow a check on his new bitch but he don't feed his kids Baby mama stressed she ain't forget bout nun this nigga did Took his ass to court now child support get everything he make New bitch left 'cuz now he can't afford to pay for dinner dates Nigga I see plenty hate Shit don't stop a thing I'm too hungry not to get a plate, I'll take yours if I can't Peeped it out when I was younger this life shit a dirty game Most of us don't get to choose bitch you can play it or get played Seen a nigga throw his life away so he could say he bang Now he stuck prison locked away, his folks don't say his name Probably wish he could go back and do it different, make a change Spend more time with all his kids and wear a different type of chain F*ck you mean, on my shit until the sun don't come up What I do now tell how my baby girl or son will grow up And I be damn if go missing like my daddy Show back up when I get married I ain't hurt, you just ain't ever say what happened Shawty said that she want me to put a baby in her She gon' cry about it, but I can't 'cuz I ain't rich enough I need millions in the bank, a hunnid' thousand locked away But I still get in her guts, I pull out, leave on her face Make her say Yeah She like"Nvti why you beat it up like that, bae is you mad at me?" Tell her"shhh" quit running from this dick this ain't no track meet Been balling on these niggas, check the score, look at the stat sheet I got a badder bitch, tats and all Bro 'nem whipping faster cars Let me get my foot off in this door it's gon' get bad for y'all I don't give no f*ck bout who you know I can't get black balled 'Fore I let you play me like a hoe I'll getcha' packed dawg