Long Cross Interlude - Battle for Athens

Girl, these ain't even his kids (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) I used to mess with his brother when I was in high school (another, plot twist) We got together and I never stopped You know what I'm saying How you get 'em is how you lose 'em Real talk, I'm just waiting 'til the last baby turn 18 and I'm out I got me a lil' money saved to the side, I'ma pack my bag Next time he don't come home at night He gon' get here in the morning and I'ma be gone, poof And what I really wanna do is drop these kids off at his mama house Start me a whole 'nother life, like he did What Mary J. say? I'm not gonna cry, I'm not, I'm not Never again, not one more tear I'm not gon' cry, I'ma get fly Okay and that's what you need to hear I don't know who need to hear this But don't ever let that nigga see you cry 'cause of some shit that he did He 'on't know no better, he gon' learn today He'll be alright He was out there having fun while you was at home taking care of them kids Makin' sure he had a hot meal to come home to And he ain't even show up, cold It's a cold world You gon' learn though Don't ever let nobody have that much control over you, boo Now look, I'm just telling you this 'cause I see myself in you And I don't want you to get caught up like I did With an ain't-shit-ass nigga Community dick It's a damn shame But you a nice girl though You beautiful, and you deserve better

Cocoa butter (?). You're supposed to put cocoa butter on your whole body Listen I'm talking to remove something that you're insecure about. But listen man, are you insecure about anything on you? O. But there's women that's insecure about stretch mark You insecure about something, what you insecure about? Now you gon' have to share My chipped tooth. I'm insecure about this bunion I got on my foot. Women are insecure about stretch marks, that's why they hide 'em. That's why they say stretch marks are your beauty scars. You just say, you wanna hit someone. Is you gonna hit, the joint you put me on one time was beautiful. Which joint I put you on? LIsten but her stomach was a prune but I still kissed her Hold up, listen, listen. This is the thing. If you kissed her stomach and you cut your lip

I stood on that block like a attic I stood on that block I ain't have it I stood on that block with my gun cocked I stood on that block like a savage I sip codeine with a passion Nigga play with me we blasting I squeeze that mic with a passion I swear it ain't no comparison I swear I took the fastest, don't open your mouth boy you know what will happen I got the bank boy you know you ain't havin' 24 hours you know we was trappin' In the mo cups you know it was Active At your front door we gone get active Every show goin' up shoutout to Lavish I got the beamer that's painted so nasty Them hoes use to ignore Now they get it off the floor A hunnit thousand on the floor Made the bitch get it off the floor They know not to play with the boy They know I slang that AK like guitar They know I'm comin' and ain't no remorse Apply the pressure when needed Supply the street then we feed it We got whatever they need it I told 'em don't ever deceive me Always sayin' she gone leave me but I don't need it Tell me why niggas be actin' like bitches This shit with prices I'm a differ I pour champagne on bitches See I came too far to miss it I can't be listening to niggas, word to my momma, sister These niggas be artificial, these bitches be down with 'em My money talkin' niggas whisperin' Keep on talkin' they gone miss ya If they got them drums we got missiles We got them bombs and them missiles Either you with us or against us I dare you niggas go against us Hopped out that mad black Bugatti They able but what they gone do bout it When I'm in the world you the Rarri I flew my momma to Dubai See I gott his hoe and she too fly But I got time to do by her I got that iron in her lil purse I keep on lying cause the truth hurt When we be flyin' you know we in first Can't wait to land and hop in the vert We got them bags and we went to work If you got that cash then you gone get served If you got that cash you gone get served Her handbag by Manolo, I had to hide the dope in Leah stroller I'm tryna get endorsed by the soda Pull up in the Porsche shit emotive All my life I been chosen All my life I been focused All my rifles been loaded and if a nigga play I'll unload 'em Tell me why niggas be actin' like bitches This shit with prices I'm a differ I pour champagne on bitches See I came too far to miss it I can't be listening to niggas, word to my momma, sister These niggas be artificial, these bitches be down with 'em My money talkin' niggas whisperin' Keep on talkin' they gone miss ya If they got them drums we got missiles We got them bombs and them missiles Ethier you with us or against us I dare you niggas go against us Damn, down bad on my dick I hate when I ain't got shit Don't you hate when you ain't got shit Niggas say they got shit but they don't really got shit I had to make one like this See i ain't never made one like this The P.O [?] hope I ain't gotta piss If I pay for a job you better not miss Truth be told so I ain't lie bih Stood on that block til' I ran out of it Get this money was my hobby Gotta keep the carbone 6 by me All my life I been tryna get it All my life we tryna get it They told me get money but sometimes I didn't Took a long time but I did it Took a long time We took a long time Took a long time but it's fine