For a Bitch

[Chorus: Dimzy]
We used to break food, we used to slang it in the bits
Breakin' profits every day, but now you flexin' with some chick
Lines ringin' off and all the shots we gettin' missed
You ain't with the shits, you just did it for a bitch
She don't even fuck with him, shes fuckin' with a next don
Nigga went dead broke, no food, phone's gone
Lines tryna look right but everybody left
Dead broke, he ain't gettin' no bread

[Verse 1: LD]
[?] roads, you was out there like some rookie
I don't even get it, niggas trippin' over pussy
My brudda threw me food, and I had you sellin' Os
When them niggas got you, I was out there with my pole
Now you changin' over sex, where the fucks your self-respect?
When you was bussin' shots, she was toppin' off the set
If it weren't for me and M, other niggas woulda robbed you
Thinkin' back to that next in your crib, we shoulda shot you
Nuttin' can ever change me
I won't cuff a hoe, the money is soon my baby
You used to break bread, you stopped eatin' for a bitch
If we stuck to the plan, man, we coulda been rich

[Chorus: Dimzy]
We used to break food, we used to slang it in the bits
Breakin' profits every day, but now you flexin' with some chick
Lines ringin' off and all the shots we gettin' missed
You ain't with the shits, you just did it for a bitch
She don't even fuck with him, shes fuckin' with a next don
Nigga went dead broke, no food, phone's gone
Lines tryna look right but everybody left
Dead broke, he ain't gettin' no bread

[Verse 2: Monkey]
Fuck nigga ain't gettin' no bread
When I was on the curb, you was tucked in your bed
Talkin' to a yatty, or fryin' up some egg
Real shit, fuck the judges, fuck the feds
Tryna lock a nigga up like Ben (Mitchell)
My YG got locked for a skeng
Fuckboys just pretend
I was campin' in your block, feds round the bend
But I got back to the ends
Conversatin' with my bros when that nigga lost the skeng
On the lurk, man will roll with the 10
8 skengs gone, but don't think its the end

[Chorus: Dimzy]
We used to break food, we used to slang it in the bits
Breakin' profits every day, but now you flexin' with some chick
Lines ringin' off and all the shots we gettin' missed
You ain't with the shits, you just did it for a bitch
She don't even fuck with him, shes fuckin' with a next don
Nigga went dead broke, no food, phone's gone
Lines tryna look right but everybody left
Dead broke, he ain't gettin' no bread