A Westside Story (Interlude)

Silly hoe trynna lie on my dick
Hurt me, broke me and rib
Life flashed, thought I'd lose my kid
Pour up, rather lose my kidney
Cried out, rather loose my dignity
All cuz yo ass indigent
First step, get out of yo feelings
Second step, get out of my business
Copped the neck
Got it out my system
Now ya nigga all in my mentions
Fuck around got his slepts
Look, I finna fuss over no women
But can't take no disrespect
He brought that to my steps
So he brought this on himself
That's the cards you done dealt him
Running ya mouth
When I kept it playa
Kept it solid
Bitch keep it honest
Yo ass thirsty for me
I call yo phone today
Yo ass would still get dirty for me
Pulling up on demon time
Could swear the devil lurking on me
You ain't ever wear Prada
You thought splurge it on ya
Like you put a hurtin on me
Bitch I
Would never
Got me fucked up
Fuck outta here
You girlfriend swear
That I would stretch her out
The difference is
She kept it low
Or so I thought
Bitch I got family
Can't be getting caught up
For no rolla
Keep it pushing
Keep it rolling
All in ya emotions
Uh
All out in the open
Fuck
Putting on a show
For what?
Show for who?
Ain't show you nuffin
'But how to use a block button
I told what it's not, love
Baby this was not