2 Motives Lyrics

Sex , money ,drugs , I don't need no closure

Thought you would be here but, it's over

Knowing I'm not perfect, but I'm better than the rest, though

Seen you with a new nigga, I hope he got a vest, though

Thought you was the best, though, you ain't even my best hoe

Ran up all the money, I'm cool on a broke hoe

Fuckin' up my mojo, heard you with a broke

Nigga, both of y'all some broke souls

Laughed into the bank, but like, ha-ha, yeah

Ion fuck with you , baby, bye-bye, yeah

Money in the air, I'm like, rah-rah, yeah

Like, you see that shit, that shit like

But I just got a bad bitch laying right beside me

She said, I like it when your deep up inside me

Now I'm thinking about, do I love her less likely

These niggas think they're gonna get rich, off scam likely

I don't got time for you, bitch, I got two motives

And if it ain't this money or my goals, then it's over

If it ain't this dark and this motherfuckin' soda

And if it ain't me against the world, then it's over

Baby, tell me what's real, tell me, do you feel that

Tell me if you're gonna get that shh and gon' kill that

But tell me, do you love me or you leaving once the mill here

Your love ain't for real

But I don't got no time for no bitch, I got two motives

Yeah, yeah

I said, I don't got no time for no bitch, I got two motives

And if it ain't my money or my goals, then it's over

Yeah, yeah

Heard you with a broke

Nigga, both of y'all some broke so's

Laughed into the bank, but like, ha-ha, yeah

I'm like, ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't got no time for no bitch, I got two motives

And if it ain't my money or my goals, then it's over

And if it ain't this dark and this motherfuckin' soda

And if it ain't me against the world, then it's over

Yeah, yeah

Baby, yeah, and you no better than me

Pockets so stuff, I think this shit, got a Philly cheese

Pockets so stuff, I think this shit, it got so many cheeses

Bitches be talkin like they love me ' , baby, you need Jesus

And all this money that I made, I got my Jesus piece

And bitches, be talkin' bout that paper, we can get it broken down

Brodie got the Draco it got a OVO sound

Used to be in the back, making jokes, was a class clown

Now I'm getting racks now

Now when I want the money, bring it all back now

Now when I want it, I can buy it, tell your bitch to keep it silent

We just kickin' it at the private island

And all these hoes want some damn diamonds

And some money stuffed up in they purse, yeah, yeah

She want some shit to match the nails and the lies

Then she tell, baby, really got a curse, yeah

But I don't know what's worse

I'm feeling right now, count up another thousand

Heard they ain't talking too loud, cause it's up, cause it's up

Fuck up on a new bitch, bubble butt

And all these hoes some sluts , but I just gotta keep it up

But you know that hoe a mutt but I just gotta keep it tuck

Semi tuck , hit your ass in the hole like you a Oregon duck

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah

Aye run that shit back

How I'm feeling right now, count up another thousand

They ain't talking too loud, cause it's up, cause it's up

Fuck up on a new bitch, butt

And all these hoes some sluts, but I just gotta keep it up

You know that hoe a mutt , but I just gotta keep it tuck

Semi tuck , hit your ass in the hole like you a Oregon duck

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah