amendment Lyrics

Hey, okay

How that shit feel when you working

It feel like can't nobody touch it at all

When it's just you in that room and it's all said and done, nigga who you gon' call

I gotta put myself first to keep my faith in God Treat that shit like the law

I know some niggas gon' switch when it get tough

I know some niggas that's done but ain't give up

I know it's hard to replace what I give her

Why is you mad? Cry me a river

Hopped in my bag, the one that don't zip up That ain't my bad some niggas ain't get up

My bitch got fangs, ain't my fault she bit ya

Lot of shit changed, it's about time we pick up

First thing I knew, gotta make money can't let it make you

Gotta stack ya cheese can't spend your net worth

Just like he said, we ain't nothing like you

She be like, you really got a way with your words

I be talking to her in a damn haiku

I don't want to really have to deal with your friend

But she can tag along if she real fine too

She stuck with me, she ain't never gon' leave

I got a CDG, heart on my sleeve

I told my mama, I know that you working right now

Give me time and you never gon' need

Girl, I've been going hard in this shit from the jump

Think I need to take time away just to go breathe

You gotta know when somebody intentions are good, what if adam never trusted eve

I'ma get at em what the fuck you mean

Don't get me aggravated, that's not adequate It is not adding up then Imma leave

She gon get off the vodka and start venting to me

She can't have another fucking drink

Oh they really doing this, he really popping off

I highly doubt it's really what it seem

I'm tryna take it big, talking XL

On the cover of your magazine, bitch

Hey, okay

How that shit feel when you working

It feel like can't nobody touch it at all

When it's just in that room and it's all said and done, nigga who you gon' call

I gotta put myself first to keep my faith in God Treat that shit like the law

I know some niggas gon' switch when it get tough

I know some niggas that's done but ain't give up

I know it's hard to replace what I give her

Why is you mad? Cry me a river

Hopped in my bag, the one that don't zip up That ain't my bad some niggas ain't get up

My bitch got fangs, ain't my fault she bit ya

Lot of shit changed, it's about time we pick up