I ain't been paid in weeks
When I sleep I smell pussy
Or tears roll off my cheeks
I'm praying but I ain't on my knees
They underneath my d like they cs
But you hate you hate that hoe
I gotta couple of friends
I fucked a whole lot of hoes
But I really want something more
Is I dont wanna die alone
I'm always fucking shit up
Satalite bitchs hang round me
Cry me river build me a pool
I'm broken in spirit I miss my dad
I miss all of the people that I had
It hurt me harder when you passed
I ain't focus on the present before it passed
Some of us just do it for the bag
I do this for the love I never had
But you hate you hate that hoe
But I ain't doing this for cash
Infact it's the only reason
But you hate you hate that hoe
I gotta couple of friends
I fucked a whole lot of hoes
But I really want something more
Is I dont wanna die alone