quick song

Lyrics

Aye
Just so you know
Alight
Just so you know
I - I - I been getting money baby this ain't nothing new
You stressing bout some other bitch bitch baby she ain't you
Connected, well respected, and protected with my crew
They told me not to flex but they can walk up in my shoes
I
Might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew
I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch but where the fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the city like its New Jack

And i confess
Only time i leave the crib is if it's for a check
She said she ain't a groupie but this money get you wet
But i don't fall for stupid shit so i don't get upset
It's only for the best
Bands in the coupe
I might just drop the roof
That pussy taste like fruit
I drink her just like juice
This glock and got no safety
If i shot i meant to shoot
Do what i wanna do
Fuck you and all yo crew I - I - I been getting money baby this ain't nothing new
You stressing bout some other bitch bitch baby she ain't you
Connected, well respected, and protected with my crew
They told me not to flex but they can walk up in my shoes
I
Might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew
I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch but where the fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the city like its New Jack
And i confess
I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew
I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat
Ask me for some favors bitch but where the fuck were you at
Standing on the corner in the city like its New Jack

NEW JACK CITY (PROD. SAURON x DEEMO)

MR. CLEAN (PROD. SAURON x HARZ)

out on all platforms 

Lyrics

mmmmm and i said fuck it 
guess all that shit we been through 
it jus don’t add up to nun 
remember times i bought that bank out just so i can get you something 
invested all this time and you just left with no discussion
same bitch that stabbed my back said “I won’t fold on you for nothing”
its like we made some plans and I showed up but you ain’t come
what’s the point of building bridges if they burn she up and run 
guess I’m gon count these funds
getting money my only fun 

can’t wait till I blow up just like a TNT
just tell me how you feel and what you see in me
I need my crib so big this bitch a BNB
back then when I was broke these hoes ain’t think of eem
you tryna to place the blame on me that’s not my fault
don’t judge me about my past can’t take this pain at all
you said you’ll stick around ain’t answer when I called
ain’t like me I was broke but love me when I ball
Best stay the fuck from round me
for those who want to down me
don’t get too close to people 
I had to set that boundary
I had to cut my bitch
she had my mental drowning
i’m riding with my blic
if you try me i might down em
I put that on my kids
I pulled up in a droptop 
you used to see my ribs
I kick it with this thot thot
she tryna swallow my kids
i’m riding with this choppa 
got one inside the head 
yeaaaaaa

mmmmm and i said fuck it 
guess all that shit we been through 
it jus don’t add up to nun 
remember times i bought that bank out just so i can get you something 
invested all this time and you just left with no discussion
same bitch that stabbed my back said “I won’t fold on you for nothing”
is like we made some plans and I showed up but you ain’t come
what’s the point of building bridges if they burn she up and run 
guess I’m gon Count these funds
getting money my only fun

AWKWARD FREESTYLE (PROD . EEM TRIPLIN)

man idk

Lyrics

This Louie V Belt wrapped around my head
Need me sum diamonds bussin out my dreads
I'm locked in with my homies
Can't fall out bout no bitch
They asking why she leave me
My nigga this is it
I told that hoe i wish that she was dead
It hurt but i can't take back what i said
The choppa and the glocky by the bed
A nigga run up on me imma pop shit
Mmm
I thought that we was rocking
But it stopped quick
Mmm
I thought i had yo key like a locksmith
Mmm
I just was up in cali now i'm sitting in my room
Just staring at the ceiling i ain't got shit to do
Ran up 100 bands i ain't got shit to prove
I finally took a dub all i used to do it loose
We hop up in that beam throw that shit back and cruise
She sit and give me brain till i sit back and snooze

This Gucci Raf and Fendi
Im ballin like a bitch now
She wasn't fucking with me
Me and my bitch was riding round the city looking pretty
Smoke a L we getting litty
Finna pull up to the getty
My bitch boujee bad sadity
Use to keep her on my side up at all times
Then i had to realize she ain't all mines
Bitch i'm locked in wit my gang likes it mob ties
Last time that i was broke it was a far cry
But This Louie V Belt wrapped around my head
Need me sum diamonds bussin out my dreads
I'm locked in with my homies
Can't fall out bout no bitch
They asking why she leave me
My nigga this is it
I told that hoe i wish that she was dead
It hurt but i can't take back what i said
The choppa and the glocky by the bed
A nigga run up on me imma pop shit
Mmm
I thought that we was rocking
But it stopped quick
Mmm
I thought i had yo key like a locksmith
Mmm
I just was up in cali now i'm sitting in my room
Just staring at the ceiling i ain't got shit to do
Ran up 100 bands i ain't got shit to prove
I finally took a dub all i used to do it loose
We hop up in that beam throw that shit back and cruise
She sit and give me brain till i sit back and snooze

LOUIE V (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

thanks to charlie myles and sara kawai 
i had to

Lyrics

You don't need a guitar just to say that you rock with me baby
If i ain't have a car would you sit out and walk with me baby
If i ever go broke can i still keep your heart with me baby
I know we not in love just the thought of it driving you crazy
Will you stay down till i'm rich and we fuck in the Bentley Bentayga
She done been crying before you can tell by the streaks in her makeup
I know that all my opps they be punching they phone when they see me with paper
I got a glock it's attached to my jeans everywhere that i go if i see me a hater

I left my bitch in the back
I had to run up this bag
Get to the cash
Gave that bitch all that i had
Throwing me off
Tell me the reason you mad
She was the only one stressing me out bout some shit 
That ain't matter to me anyway
My brody said "Get you some hoes"
Fuck all of those
I can have a new bitch everyday
I like to walk around pretty as fuck with some drank in my cup 
While im dripped in designer
I done ran up me some racks
Aint fucking it up imma save all this shit on my momma
Fucking on Instagram models
Told her she cool but she gotta bring friends for my partna
Even through thick and the thin
You was my twin
Baby you know that i got ya
Are you into me like im into you
Ok
Dial that 814 hotline im a click away
You answer that phone and say you alone and want me to stay
That nigga talk crazy i be i go put that lil boy in his place
I got me a choppa for every room in my mother fuckin place
You broke then a bitch and you still talking shit
Better get you some cake
My bitch looking boujee sadity
Tonight imma fuck on her face
Can't believe that i made it up out of the hood
This shit feeling great
You don't need a guitar just to say that you rock with me baby
If i ain't have a car would you sit out and walk with me baby
If i ever go broke can i still keep your heart with me baby
I know we not in love just the thought of it driving you crazy
Will you stay down till i'm rich and we fuck in the Bentley Bentayga
She done been crying before you can tell by the streaks in her makeup
I know that all my ops they be punching they phone when they see me with paper
I got a glock it's attached to my jeans everywhere that i go if i see me a hater

LONDON TIPTON (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN)

Out on all platforms you feel me

If you go
If you stay
If you wanna run away
I care

I guess i woke up on yo mind today 
You told me to pull up and slide today 
If i ain’t got a ride imma find a way 
Nigga Try me he gon die in this place 
I know you can’t see but the glock on my waist 
Keep me protected like iphone cases 
Man these hoes really testing my patience
Ran it up i can do it again 
Hit it once then i’m fucking her friends 
Fuck the Bimmer i slide in a benz 
I need rollies for all of my friends 
Got a text that you leavin wit him 
If you leave you won’t see me again 
And they all just come and go as the wind blows
They won’t stay with you till the end 

Keep it real man i gotta be honest 
every time you pull up you just start shit 
I done told you i ain’t with the politics 
All the problems that come 
You the one that done started the shit 
Bragging and posting yo problems 
Shame on yo mama for raising you toxic and shit 
Gotta thank god for these condoms 
I can’t get caught wit one of you toxic lil bitches 
If you need me just give me that call lil baby 
I don’t hold grudges at all lil baby
Now that my money is tall 
They all wanna talk 
And take yo spot lil baby 
You ain’t gotta worry at all
If you need me just give me that call 
If you need any problems to solve 
You know i got solutions to all of em 
And i promise you that 

I guess i woke up on yo mind today 
You told me to pull up and slide today 
If i ain’t got a ride imma find a way 
Nigga Try me he gon die in this place 
I know you can’t see but the glock on my waist 
Keep me protected like iphone cases 
Man these hoes really testing my patience
Ran it up i can do it again 
Hit it once then i’m fucking her friends 
Fuck the Bimmer i slide in a benz 
I need rollies for all of my friends 
Got a text that you leavin wit him 
If you leave you won’t see me again 
And they all just come and go as the wind blows
They won’t stay with you till the end 

If you go
If you stay
If you wanna run away
I care

IF YOU GO (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

fuck it

Lyrics 

Fuck my soul let you have my heart
But she ain't give a fuck about it
Through the highs and the lows i was staying down
But she ain't give a fuck about me
I bet you didn't even know
Back then when i was broke
Fighting demons on my own
And i can't tell you how i been
I'm riding smoking dope and getting high with my friends

It ain't up for debating
We broke up for a week
And you just found you a replacement
You thought i wouldn't make it
Ain't listen when i dropped shit
But post him when he dropped shit
Fuck  up out my face with all that cap you need to stop it
I just ran it up a couple racks and made some profit
My ex she tried to boss up
I told that girl to stop it
You say that i won't be shit
I told that bitch to watch this
I gave you everything you wanted
I had to go and take some time to sit and think about it
The night i hit yo phone and sent that text that said "I'm coming"
Sometimes i sit and wonder if you ever think about it
Cause i think of it all the time
Spent nights up in the stu tryna make my momma proud
Shit took so long felt like i ran 100 miles
My money stack so big i got 100 piles
Fuck my soul let you have my heart
But she ain't give a fuck about it
Through the highs and the lows i was staying down
But she ain't give a fuck about me
I bet you didn't even know
Back then when i was broke
Fighting demons on my own
And i can't tell you how i been
I'm riding smoking dope and getting high with my friends

TRIBULATIONS (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN)

i actually never left the country :(

Lyrics

I done been around the world
Met all kinds of girls
But i can't never trade no bitch for you
My Vivi got some pearls
Had dreams about you girl
Of me and you just sliding in my coupe
Remember back when i aint have shit
Was fucked up on the mattress
And now Im finna cop a couple jewels
But this just the life i live
I made it out the crib
It is what it is

I know
You say
It's hard
For you
To come and keep your trust
In me
I know you alone
When i be on the road
As soon as i come home i keep you company
I might have to bag that
Hoes wanna fuck now cause i got my cash back
Riding with it tucked now
Turn em to a hashtag
Bitches come and go
That's why i stay alone
But when you call my phone
You tend to lift me up
I keep shit  to myself but when i'm down you pick me up
My old bitch stabbed my back i hope that you don't give me up
This guap aint fail me yet
My gang aint fail me yet
My mom aint fail me yet
I hope you is the same
Smoking OG this some dank
I was higher than a plane
Remember I aint have no plays
You can't say i ain't put in pain
Took my choppa to the range
I been working on my aim
So now when i shoot my shot
I'm hitting it pointI done been around the world
Met all kinds of girls
But i can't never trade no bitch for you
My Vivi got some pearls
Had dreams about you girl
Of me and you just sliding in my coupe
Remember back when i aint have shit
Was fucked up on the mattress
And now Im finna cop a couple jewels
But this just the life i live
I made it out the crib
It is what it is

AROUND THE WORLD ( PROD BY. EEM , SAURON, IJI)

eem triplin aka pretty ricky aka mr clean aka rubbaban man
produced by me

RUBBABAN MAN (PAPER PLANES)

do ya chain hang low ?

Lyrics
Chain so low swing under my feet
Slide in a beam awh yeah that's Eem
Double my cup got Sprite with the lean
Out In LA fucked the hoe of my dreams
556 and the 223's
I got a AK with a red beam
What a nigga look like taking my bitch
Get one chance lil hoe thats it
Goyard bag cause it match my fit
Lil white hoe cause she match my whip
Brown skin chick and she hold my stick
She down for whatever it is what it is
I hit it so good she don't wanna leave the crib
Went and kicked the bitch out you can't live where i live
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Had to run me a bag and go get me some chicken
You still broke on yo ass lil homie you trippin
Niggas sitting with problems and dont wanna fix it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Why your girl asking why you can't be like Eem Triplin
Bitch i'm Pretty Ricky i stand on my business
Don't go 50 50 i pay for my women
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
You sit on your phone like you making a killing
Like social media is your new religion
I pray to god that this don't fuck up my children
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I remember sleeping all over that couch
Bank so low i aint have no amount
I was so broke that i couldn't even count
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
But my chain so low swing under my feet
Slide in a beam awh yeah that's Eem
Double my cup got Sprite with the lean
Out In LA fucked the hoe of my dreams
556 and the 223's
I got a AK with a red beam
What a nigga look like taking my bitch
Get one chance lil hoe thats it
Goyard bag cause it match my fit
Lil white hoe cause she match my whip
Brown skin chick and she hold my stick
She down for whatever it is what it is
I hit it so good she don't wanna leave the crib
Went and kicked the bitch out you can't live where i live
We love you Eem Triplin

CHAIN HANG LOW (PROD. EEM & CHARLIE MYLES)

Produced by Eem Triplin and Charlie Myles

Lyrics:
What did i do to need you?
Why did i see you as golden?
What did i do to leave you?
Where did i think it was going?
What did i do to need you oooh?
Ohhh baby
What did i do to leave you? oooh
Yeah
You can't be my bitch again 
You can be mine as a friend
I can't waste time telling bitches lies cause they gonna cry in the end
Tell 1 lie that's another lie you gotta back up 
Man i can't lie i can't stand that
See a new rack rubber band that
Girl they sleeping on you like a Xanax
Reminiscing when i didn't have you i was thinking how it was to have that 
And it all falls in the end
You can't be my bitch again
It a be fine if were friends 
You can be mine as a friend

And it all comes full circle 
What you give you get in the end
Long nights out with my ken
Days that i can't live again 
I was never one to look for love 
I was never one to do the drugs 
I was only focused on my grind
Girlfriend fucking  up the vibe
High off life fucking up the high
Even told you cause i couldn't lie
You can never say that i ain't tried
Always tell me i'm the bad guy
I got one question for you baby
Is your love money motivated?
Would you like me if i didn't make it?
Would you like me if i wasn't famous? 
I know you see me coming up without you bae
You say you wanna see me lil baby im with it just give me the day
You all in my business asking me bout bitches that been in my place 
Like fuck out my face
Cause you said i was just your friend and now you wanna be my girlfriend
All cause a nigga flourishing 
Feel good when the tables turning
Im flexed up in my Birkin
You know its real cause its working
I can see you as a person
Know the real you in closed curtains  
Yeah
You can't be my bitch again 
You can be mine as a friend
I can't waste time telling bitches lies cause they gonna cry in the end
Tell 1 lie that's another lie you gotta back up 
Man i can't lie i can't stand that
See a new rack rubber band that
Girl they sleeping on you like a Xanax
Reminiscing when i didn't have you i was thinking how it was to have that 
And it all falls in the end
You can't be my bitch again
It a be fine if were friends 
You can be mine as a friend

What did i do to need you?
Why did i see you as golden?
What did i do to leave you?
Where did i think it was going?
What did i do to need you oooh?
Ohhh baby
What did i do to leave you? oooh

JUST FRIENDS? (PROD EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

(Prod By. Eem Triplin & Charlie Myles)

Lyrics:
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Uh 1 time for the hoe
2 times up for the gang
30 rounds and a scope topside that's what i claim
Can't trick on a hoe i ain't never stress about a bitch
Fell out with my folks but i guess it is what it is
1 thing i need to know if i fucked up would you tell me
Don't know if i should up and go
Cause staying wit you isn't healthy
Know i keep my feelings on the low
But i think it's time to let you know
I don't wanna see you up and go
But i think it's time to let you go

Pray to god every day so i get him
To wash away all of my sins
What's the point of giving you a chance
If you might just do it again
I'm protected with all of my friends
From the opps that want revenge
You can ride around in my side of town
You can spin around in my Benz
Get whatever you want lil baby i got it
Know you can talk all that shit cause you poppin
Walk in the function the stick in my pocket
Nigga try me he gon die bout this Prada
I got a stick on my hip and that bitch really cooking and flipping like it's Benihana's
Bet he don't know that she fuck with the oppas
Better stay cool watch that car that's behind em
Fuck what they talking bout we might go rob em
Bodies be dropping we put em in coffins
Glock 9 on me we is not boxing
Stick on my hip finna solve all the problems
Fuck a millimeter bitch i ride with a shotty
Bullet holes all on his chest and his body
Big drip on a hoe lie Fivi
Only trust god cause he got me
I thought that we were friends
But i guess i was thinking wrong
I can't pretend that you was just my only one
I'll make amends
I'm coming clean to you for once
Are we still friends?
Ahh yea Ahh yea Ahh yea Ahh yea
1 time for the hoe
2 times up for the gang
30 rounds and a scope topside that's what i claim
Can't trick on a hoe i ain't never stress about a bitch
Fell out with my folks but i guess it is what it is
1 thing i need to know if i fucked up would you tell me
Don't know if i should up and go
Cause staying wit you isn't healthy
Know i keep my feelings on the low
But i think it's time to let you know
I don't wanna see you up and go
But i think it's time to let you go

LET YOU KNOW FT. $NOT

(PROD. EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

pretty ricky bih i’m back 
(lyrics)

Do you mind if i slide on the 1 time ?
Thick thighs oh my and her bun tied
Glock 9 if he fucking with them opp guys
Got yours and you know a nigga got mine
Don’t stop keep going through them red lights 
Come and lay up with me baby on a dead night 
We can ride till the night turns daylight 
Had the words but a nigga couldn’t say it right 
Had to tell my old hoe go kick rocks
i can really give a damn what the bitch thought 
Got all blue hunnids finna crip walk
can’t kiss on a thot won’t lip lock
Hoes see young eem get lock jaw
I was just a schoolboy like Top dawg
Now i’m out with your how getting topped off
Take a good girl out the scene get my rocks off
Yea Yea yea yea
Went broke then the bag came right back to me 
She know i ain’t shit but she fuck with me fully 
I’m up in her kitty im up in her goodies
Bro mad that i got a lil buzz like Woodie
I can teach you how to run it up but your couldn’t 
And i’m out with ya bitch living life to the fullest 
He tough on that net bet her can’t dodge a bullet
i can talk bout that sack cause i got this shit 
Louie V for my bag got the guap in it 
I be sleeping on hits i ain’t drop em yet
She the one that i want i ain’t got her yet
Will you hold this shit down till i make it baby 
We can ride till the moon and the sunset 
It’s so many things i ain’t done yet 
Now let ask you i got 1 questions 

Do you mind if i slide on the 1 time ?
Thick thighs oh my and her bun tied
Glock 9 if he fucking with them opp guys
Got yours and you know a nigga got mine
Don’t stop keep going through them red lights 
Come and lay up with me baby on a dead night 
We can ride till the night turns daylight 
Had the words but a nigga couldn’t say it right 
Had to tell my old hoe go kick rocks
i can really give a damn what the bitch thought 
Got all blue hunnids finna crip walk
can’t kiss on a thot won’t lip lock
Hoes see young eem get lock jaw
I was just a schoolboy like Top dawg
Now i’m out with your how getting topped off
Take a good girl out the scene get my rocks off
Yea yea
Yea yea 
Opp guys
Got mine
Yea yea
yea yea
yea yea
yea yea
yea yea

TELL ME IM RIGHT

TELL ME IM RIGHT (PROD EEM & CHARLIE MYLES)

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FEEL BOUT ME

S550

WHAT DA OPP SAID

WHAT THE HOE CRIED

Yeah Yuh Yeah Ok Yuh)
I’m scrollin’ thru the opp page (opp page)
Wait until they slip and drop a location (location)
Give a fuck if it’s a hundred, we gon’ take it (we gon’ take it)
We gon’ run down and take that Human Made (that Human Made)
We gon’ run down and give em Boosie Fade (that Boosie Fade)
I drop her top down, she give me stupid brain (that stupid brain) 
Cause I’m on top now, these n*gga’s love to hate (yeah yuh)
I run the funds up and then I allocate (get that bag yeah yuh)
I just put some bands on an opp (on an opp yuh)
Had my lil bitch go and get the drop (get that drop yeah)
I heard these n*ggas lookin’ for my spot (for my spot yeah)
They asked me what I got, I said ‘alot’ (said ‘alot’)
That bitch money hungry, looking for that bag (for that bag)
Drop that pin, we gon’ spin, we on his ass (we on his ass)
Guap bussin out my jeans, pockets fat (pockets fat)
You ain’t gang nem, you don’t get a pass (you don’t get a pass, fuck n*gga) 
I’m scrollin’ thru the opp page (opp page)
Wait until they slip and drop a location (location)
Give a fuck if it’s a hundred, we gon’ take it (we gon’ take it)
We gon’ run down and take that Human Made (that Human Made)
We gon’ run down and give em Boosie Fades (that Boosie Fade) 
I drop her top down, she give me stupid brain (that stupid brain) 
Cause I’m on top now, these n*gga’s love to hate (yeah yuh)
I run the funds up and then I allocate (get that bag yeah yuh) 
Keep GG on my side
Run up, you can die
The opps stay behind
Told them catch up like they Heinz
I’m standing on my business
You can tell i’m ‘bout mine
You ain’t standin’ on yo business
You ain’t even got a dime
Give a fuck if you cuffin’ that bitch she ain’t mine
Told my old bitch, ‘if you on hoe shit it ain’t flyin’
And i know this, you think you know shit, you ain’t God
You want me for yourself, get in line (yeah yuh)
I’m scrollin’ thru the opp page (opp page)
Wait until they slip and drop a location (location)
Give a fuck if it’s a hundred, we gon’ take it (we gon’ take it) 
We gon’ run down and take that Human Made (that Human Made) 
We gon’ run down and give em Boosie Fades (that Boosie Fade) 
I drop her top down, she give me stupid brain (that stupid brain) 
Cause I’m on top now, these n*gga’s love to hate (yeah yuh)
I run the funds up and then I allocate (get that bag yeah yuh)

ALLOCATE

Ahahahah
Yeah, Yeah Yuh Yuh (Yeah) x8
My lil woah put the racks in the bank (Yeah Yeah) 
My bitch so bad she a saint (Yeah Yeah)
Yo chain don’t shine cause it’s fake (Yeah Yeah) 
My chain hang low to the paint (Yeah Yeah) 
The opp wont last cause he hatin’ (Yeah Yeah) 
My pockets on 4L gang (Yeah Yeah)
So clean not a damn stain on me (Yeah Yeah) 
Bitch it’s Eem and they know that name (Yeah Yeah) 
Yeah, Yeah Yuh Yuh (Yeah)
Can i slide on you baby? (Yeah Yeah)
I like how you ride on me baby (Yeah Yeah)
You betta not get tired on me baby (Yeah Yeah)
If you do, that’s fine with me baby (Yeah Yeah) 
Bought a Birkin bag for my lady (Yeah Yeah) 
She so high class she insane (Yeah Yeah)
Got the 2023 Mercedes (Yeah Yeah)
Got a ‘30-’30 for the opp (Yeah Yeah)
Got a slimy hoe for the drop (Yeah Yeah)
Got a Trojan condom for the thot (Yeah Yeah) 
Got a cooling kit when it’s hot (Yeah Yeah)
Got a Louie belt on my head (Yeah Yeah) 
And I’m still pretty as a man (Yeah Yeah) 
And she’s still pretty wit her friends (Yeah Yeah)
I like all my hoes lesbian (Yeah Yeah)
I like all my hoes wit they friends (hahahaha) 
Yeah, yeah yuh yuh (yeah) x8

YEAH YEAH!

YEAH YEAH! (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN)

stephanie is not my hoe
playing with my mind i had to let her go 
now she’s just another girl i know 
you were mine but you switched sides on me and i know 
in yo mind you reverse time do it all again 
and that’s why i’m the mean time i think it should end 
killed my vibe seen you courtside sitting with your man 
it remind me that i should never fall in love again 

you where mine now you not my hoe 
it’s funny now it all makes sense 
Ashley was never my bitch 
and Stephanie was always his
im guessing it was just my turn 
that fire made the whole bridge burn
i can be hard headed real stern 
but fuck my man you live and you learn

stephanie was never my hoe
playing with my mind i had to let her go 
now she’s just another girl i know 
you were mine but you switched sides on me and i know 
in yo mind you reverse time do it all again 

and that’s why i’m the mean time i think it should end 
killed my vibe seen you courtside sitting with your man 
it remind me that i should never fall in love again 
she see a nigga poppin now she acting like a fan
good luck baby come and catch me if you can 
i’m flying to ya city imma catch you when i land
these out of state girls treat me better then my home hoes 
she do what she want ass fatter cause it’s home grown
bend her down and she gon come back up just like a yo-yo 
i was out in new york shopping down at soho 
i made it out the trenches made it out the row home
when stephanie broke my heart i evolved i became whole i am who i are 
never would i have though i would take this shit far
now i’m up with the moon and the stars 
if it’s one thing you should know 
i ain’t never ever going broke 
Eem Trip Mr. Letabitchgo
say it 1 time for the folks 

stephanie is not my hoe
playing with my mind i had to let her go 
now she’s just another girl i know 
you were mine but you switched sides on me and i know 
in yo mind you reverse time do it all again 
and that’s why i’m the mean time i think it should end 
killed my vibe seen you courtside sitting with your man 
it remind me that i should never fall in love again

Eem

Jojo_Bih