Now you tellin me what I don't know Oh no, you trying to make me your own boy I'm not addcited to nothing, addicted to nobody else Its love for no, it's fales is yours Oh, you better sit around in social networks Pissed at world's troops, please feed me momma, she thinks I feel crooks Ex bitch dream about my big cock, remindin' my tiptoe Motherfuck hoes who wants only money to get They problaly forget that love made by God to runnin' from act Grindin' n grindin' know what I'm sayin', I'm back, I wanna make our bed are wet But by the way where you at? I miss you, in the same time I diss you Bitch you, you got a new boy, fuck Just tell me something what can make me to run, uh