2 Motives

Sex , money ,drugs , I don't need no closure Thought you would be here but, it's over Knowing I'm not perfect, but I'm better than the rest, though Seen you with a new nigga, I hope he got a vest, though Thought you was the best, though, you ain't even my best hoe Ran up all the money, I'm cool on a broke hoe Fuckin' up my mojo, heard you with a broke Nigga, both of y'all some broke souls Laughed into the bank, but like, ha-ha, yeah Ion f*ck with you , baby, bye-bye, yeah Money in the air, I'm like, rah-rah, yeah Like, you see that shit, that shit like But I just got a bad bitch laying right beside me She said, I like it when your deep up inside me Now I'm thinking about, do I love her less likely These niggas think they're gonna get rich, off scam likely I don't got time for you, bitch, I got two motives And if it ain't this money or my goals, then it's over If it ain't this dark and this motherfuckin' soda And if it ain't me against the world, then it's over Baby, tell me what's real, tell me, do you feel that Tell me if you're gonna get that shh and gon' kill that But tell me, do you love me or you leaving once the mill here Your love ain't for real But I don't got no time for no bitch, I got two motives Yeah, yeah I said, I don't got no time for no bitch, I got two motives And if it ain't my money or my goals, then it's over Yeah, yeah Heard you with a broke Nigga, both of y'all some broke so's Laughed into the bank, but like, ha-ha, yeah I'm like, ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't got no time for no bitch, I got two motives And if it ain't my money or my goals, then it's over And if it ain't this dark and this motherfuckin' soda And if it ain't me against the world, then it's over Yeah, yeah Baby, yeah, and you no better than me Pockets so stuff, I think this shit, got a Philly cheese Pockets so stuff, I think this shit, it got so many cheeses Bitches be talkin like they love me ' , baby, you need Jesus And all this money that I made, I got my Jesus piece And bitches, be talkin' bout that paper, we can get it broken down Brodie got the Draco it got a OVO sound Used to be in the back, making jokes, was a class clown Now I'm getting racks now Now when I want the money, bring it all back now Now when I want it, I can buy it, tell your bitch to keep it silent We just kickin' it at the private island And all these hoes want some damn diamonds And some money stuffed up in they purse, yeah, yeah She want some shit to match the nails and the lies Then she tell, baby, really got a curse, yeah But I don't know what's worse I'm feeling right now, count up another thousand Heard they ain't talking too loud, cause it's up, cause it's up F*ck up on a new bitch, bubble butt And all these hoes some sluts , but I just gotta keep it up But you know that hoe a mutt but I just gotta keep it tuck Semi tuck , hit your ass in the hole like you a Oregon duck Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah Aye run that shit back How I'm feeling right now, count up another thousand They ain't talking too loud, cause it's up, cause it's up F*ck up on a new bitch, butt And all these hoes some sluts, but I just gotta keep it up You know that hoe a mutt , but I just gotta keep it tuck Semi tuck , hit your ass in the hole like you a Oregon duck Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah