Ungrateful

You remind me all the time
The things you do for me
But you forget all the things I do for you
Girl you're ungrateful

Look bitch
If you wanna spend some time with me you better
Start coming up with a new kind of way to make me rich
If I had a dollar for every time a hoe wasted my time
I'd probably have just enough to pay your ass some mind
I wasn't born like this
I was made this way
I'd be a fool to not change and adapt to the games y'all play
I mean it only made me better though
And y'all simps make me sick putting
Heart eyes under pics like she a special hoe
Homie I ain't got no room in my heart for love
I sold it all along with them dimes and dubs
Hit my line if you talking about tossing it up
But hurry up cause don't no fucks interrupt my bucks
All you gotta do is be honest, tell me the truth
And I'll ride with your ass until the wheels get loose
But for some reason they feel like they gotta lie
And I think they think if they told me the
Truth then I'd curl up into a ball and die
Bitch please

I'm all up on my grind
Money on my mind
And I ain't got no time for you
I'm about my dough

You remind me all the time
The things you do for me
But you forget all the things I do for you
Girl you're ungrateful

She said Nicholas you sound angry
Well bitch I am, cause it's been 48 hours and your ass ain't paid me
Tell me what's the hold up
I ask you where it's at and you say ah ah
What all of a sudden your mouth done froze up
You be in the club singing Meg The Stallion all night long
But get quiet as a mouse if you can't bring the bag home
GET MY MONEY AND BRING THAT SHIT BACK HERE
And be quick about it trick do I make myself clear
Crystal
When I got my check I brought a Mercedes and pistol
You been sucking dicks all day and you
I'm gone kiss you bitch is you out your mind
You been popping Addie's again or
Did you graduate to them sniffing lines
What the fuck you mean you wanna get married
I'm not jagged edge nor do I have a
Little house on the goddamn prairie
I'm a player and a Taylor I got my game sewn up
I know for a fact I got your back
But you the type to fold up ain't you

I'm all up on my grind
Money on my mind
And I ain't got no time for you
I'm about my dough

You remind me all the time
The things you do for me
But you forget all the things I do for you
Girl you're ungrateful

Uh

Yeah

Uh huh

Aye imma tell you what I told the bitch

This ain't enough, bitch go make it enough

This ain't enough, I said go make it enough

This ain't enough, go make it enough

This ain't enough, bitch go make it enough