BACKSTORY AVE.

People remember the first love like the back of they hand

That's me aswell yet she reeked havoc and hell on me, had to tell the mandem

Living like Z & C, as a negro this life is suite

Thought she'd cheat, gossip flying around like a Phantom

You're no leader, you ride tandem with the fandom

Playing that Ginuwine anthem thinking that he's handsome

but you really just want the money

You think that shit cute but you really bummy

Workaholic mama, man she don't care

You're like "Just pass me the money"

I worked to get here

Why do I gotta be up just to date broke bitches