It Ain't Fair
Nard & B
Bobby Kritical
Took some chances with this shit
We won't fall out bout no bitch
I got too much bread to get
And I'm gon' eat with the ones I'm with
Flex on up that make 'em sick (flex)
Too many hoes, let me take my pick (too many)
Too many lame niggas on my dick
Too many shows now a young nigga rich (let's go)
It ain't fair
Way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair), way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
Way too many it ain't fair (ya-ya), way too many it ain't (let's go)
I got (I got) too much (too much) money (money) on me (on me) shawty (shawty)
New bitch (new bitch) too much (too much) I done (I done) bought a (bought a) a Masi' (yeah)
Yeah young nigga came back strong for a lil bitch
That nigga broke yeah he working with a lil bit (whoo)
Told my girl I'd see her in a little bit, it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
I'm just working tryna stack up a little bit
Shawty gon' fuck with a nigga with some benefits
Ride in the shit with the stars in the ceiling bitch
Took some chances with this shit
We won't fall out bout no bitch
I got too much bread to get
And I'm gon' eat with the ones I'm with
Flex on up that make 'em sick (flex)
Too many hoes, let me take my pick (too many)
Too many lame niggas on my dick
Too many shows now a young nigga rich (let's go)
It ain't fair
Way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair), way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
Way too many it ain't fair (ya-ya), way too many it ain't
(let me get it-let me het it)
They gon' (they gon') hate on (hate on) every (every) move that (move that) I make (I make)
So what? (so what?) Flex up (flex), my squad (my squad), my team (whoo), we up (slum) (yeah)
Young nigga came from the trenches (ya-ya)
Now a nigga ball, y'all still riding benches
Now I'm a savage and the boy so relentless, it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
That 9 on my side like Pippen (whoo)
Got my racks up now a nigga Saks Fifthing
She don't go to church but I bought her ass Christians
Took some chances with this shit
We won't fall out bout no bitch
I got too much bread to get
And I'm gon' eat with the ones I'm with
Flex on up that make 'em sick (flex)
Too many hoes, let me take my pick (too many)
Too many lame niggas on my dick
Too many shows now a young nigga rich (let's go)
It ain't fair
Way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair), way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
Way too many it ain't fair (ya-ya), way too many it ain't
Bobby Kritical
Took some chances with this shit
We won't fall out bout no bitch
I got too much bread to get
And I'm gon' eat with the ones I'm with
Flex on up that make 'em sick (flex)
Too many hoes, let me take my pick (too many)
Too many lame niggas on my dick
Too many shows now a young nigga rich (let's go)
It ain't fair
Way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair), way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
Way too many it ain't fair (ya-ya), way too many it ain't (let's go)
I got (I got) too much (too much) money (money) on me (on me) shawty (shawty)
New bitch (new bitch) too much (too much) I done (I done) bought a (bought a) a Masi' (yeah)
Yeah young nigga came back strong for a lil bitch
That nigga broke yeah he working with a lil bit (whoo)
Told my girl I'd see her in a little bit, it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
I'm just working tryna stack up a little bit
Shawty gon' fuck with a nigga with some benefits
Ride in the shit with the stars in the ceiling bitch
Took some chances with this shit
We won't fall out bout no bitch
I got too much bread to get
And I'm gon' eat with the ones I'm with
Flex on up that make 'em sick (flex)
Too many hoes, let me take my pick (too many)
Too many lame niggas on my dick
Too many shows now a young nigga rich (let's go)
It ain't fair
Way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair), way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
Way too many it ain't fair (ya-ya), way too many it ain't
(let me get it-let me het it)
They gon' (they gon') hate on (hate on) every (every) move that (move that) I make (I make)
So what? (so what?) Flex up (flex), my squad (my squad), my team (whoo), we up (slum) (yeah)
Young nigga came from the trenches (ya-ya)
Now a nigga ball, y'all still riding benches
Now I'm a savage and the boy so relentless, it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
That 9 on my side like Pippen (whoo)
Got my racks up now a nigga Saks Fifthing
She don't go to church but I bought her ass Christians
Took some chances with this shit
We won't fall out bout no bitch
I got too much bread to get
And I'm gon' eat with the ones I'm with
Flex on up that make 'em sick (flex)
Too many hoes, let me take my pick (too many)
Too many lame niggas on my dick
Too many shows now a young nigga rich (let's go)
It ain't fair
Way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair), way too many it ain't fair (it ain't fair)
Way too many it ain't fair (ya-ya), way too many it ain't
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Writer(s): Kristopher Thomas Campbell, Bobby Turner
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