Questioned you about some shit then you lied about it Did to you what you did to me you cried about it Double standards getting hectic on this one way street Double standards getting hectic on this one way street
Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge ain’t no malice there
Blew me up a week straight you ain’t get no answer Think it’s time to make a change gotta kill the cancer Politicking on my business Accusing me of bitches Ask yourself how the fuck you get in this position
Nagging me about some hoes I ain’t never met Nagging me about some text you ain’t never read I’m to busy for this shit you bring to my attention How the fuck we suppose to grow with all that shit you mention
Conversation always got some other bitches in it I believe your intentions got some malice in it Truth be told I’ve been tired it’s to late to cry Like Yolanda before you text back don’t even try
Reminiscing how it use to be on late nights Drunk as fuck up pulling up to get your mind right Send a nude I’m attached around 2 am Gon block yo line I’m on my side shit like let’s fuck again
Questioned you about some shit then you lied about it Did to you what you did to me you cried about it Double standards getting hectic on this one way street Double standards getting hectic on this one way street
Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there
If you judge by my intentions you can see I’m just trynna get this money but they hate you when you me If you judge by my intentions you can tell I was born inside of hell I ain’t scared to go to jail
You know I’m trynna get this money you ain’t gotta call me trippin Actin toxic you get mad when I don’t text back for a minute Cause you know I’m trying to stack it up When I get home, I bag it up Girl, I’ma thug I’m sorry I been acting up But don’t you start that acting up I won’t tell you And girl you know you bad as fuck Hit the trap & bag it up If I tell you that we leaving Is you gon’ be with me dippin Without knowing where we going Or my intentions And when it come to my attention Girl, you know, I can’t short I ain’t have no silver spoon And I ain’t have no silver fork They lie on me girl Out of everybody And since I’m trying to live I keep some shots for everybody
Questioned you about some shit then you lied about it Did to you what you did to me you cried about it Double standards getting hectic on this one way street Double standards getting hectic on this one way street
Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge my intentions ain’t no malice there Down to judge ain’t no malice there