Gold from the Ground

Let me get this right
I'm goin be the one
To wife you
Despite you being the type
Who choose who to screw
From Youtube views
Due to you behaving bizarre
I know what
Your cravings are
Though I won't be
Your come up
There are no hoes
In my savings jar
I just find it so odd
With unemployment you
Have no prob
There's no interest in a job
Besides a rim job
Or a blow job
I can sense the damn thirst
From your Instagram flirts
You post pictures from
Concerts wit your
new Louboutin purse
But I just saw your baby
And she got on
That same shirt
You bought Dave East tickets
But can't pay rent when
It's due on the first
I'm sure your intention is
To go in there and pull
The guy wit the flyest whip
So you can ride
And order off the menu
Ribeye and yuca fries
You're simply the type of
Woman I'd go on to date
To utilize for sex
Slip up get pregnant then
Start to contemplate suicide
So when I tell you
To get the fuck on
Then throw you your clothes
After makin your thighs weak
Its cause your interest was
Stuck on what I drove
Opposed to what drives me
Kass

As I pull up to the scene
These hoes are checkin me out Oh But are they diggin me
Or diggin gold
From the ground ah

In love with what
You expect every diamond set Every style out
And that gets me quite upset
My foul mouth
Makes statements that
I've regret but I'll doubt
You care that I'm in debt
So how bout
You get on a private jet
With Bow Wow
Lets agree that at your feet
No one will be
Throwing rose pedals
You raising red flags
Has definitely reminded me
Of a soccer referee
On the pro level
Gold diggers get graves dug
Preferably wit their
Own shovel
You're always too blunted
To get jobs you smell bad
You smokin tree I resent it
Paid twenty two hundred
Just for a Chanel bag
Then you keep three
Dollars in it
The new dude you fuckin
Pretend that he care
Then you allow his penis skin
To be bare
Baby on the way and
All you know is girl
My baby goin come out
With Indian hair
If you had a penny in there
For every minute he there
You wouldn't be able to
Purchase a Minions bear
Or attend a Caribbean fair
I don't give a fuck
How pretty you are
I'ma judge you by what comes
Out of your mouth
That comes from your head
So you giving head ain't goin Earn your respect
Its adios out
So we goin build where when
Your life overall is defiled
Bitch you couldn't build a bear
In the mall with your child
Kass

As I pull up to the scene
These hoes are checkin me out
Oh but are they diggin me
Or diggin gold
From the ground ah

As I post up by a Porsche
Or an X4
Ask you to get somethin to eat
Introducing myself as the man
Then walk to a Ford Escort
Sure you expect more
The car tells you I can't afford
The best Dior
That's what you divorced
Your ex for
You're better off spendin
Your time typing words
From a vortex core
In a porn sex war
Wit the boy next door
You should have more respect
For yourself than to propagate The image of womanhood
As one of an acquisitive
Supported escort
The type to do anything for
Some backstage passes
Who weren't the cause for
Applause in any ninth grade
Classes but can show all sorts
Of contortion to
Clap they asses
Niggas oughta say yes
To safe sex
Cause she just bought
Her eighth test
Now somebody swore that
They make less
Thinkin I should have
Wore a latex
If I would have ignored
That grey dress
These hoes comin for
Them paychecks man
Be damned if I go from
Netflix and chill
To out buying outfits
With heels fish and chips
The tip with the meal
While you sit and
We can't even split the bill
Shit money talks and
Within that oblique speech
You just want you
A loud speaker
So you divorced your nigga
But you kept the house
Shit you give a new meaning
To a housekeeper
Kass

As I pull up to the scene
These hoes are checking me out
Oh but are they digging me
Or digging gold
From the ground ah