Fragments

What up, G, what up, G?
Why you knockin' on the door?
No, you can't come in, heh, you can't come here
Yeah, the key don't work no more, hee-hee
You fucking around, yeah, you smarter than me
You smarter than me, hee-hee

I don't know, who now, how do it feel since you
No longer have connections, with me, you dumb and
Hungry and famished, you must be, your plan is vaulted
You don't wanna play a game, it only works when you young and beautiful

Now you should know, how neither of these herbs gassin' you
That would have you boosting clothes
Left you hanging, dry and stupid though
So know it's your turn to play with Cupid's bow
Your brain's looping slow, you stupid ho
Yeah, you should know, but the foolish don't
You don't get too close 'cause you know the truth will show
Vulnerability, see, is something I went through before

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I seen this movie before
It's weak, it's
The plotline very thin
Yeah, it lacks substance, very predictable
I give it a thumbs down, I give it a thumbs down

See, I studied psychology since a youngin
So I spot every move you make (yeah)
I may not see it clearly through all the sweet talk

You got beef, walk, yeah, I love you, but not like that
You try to stop my act with your high for looting, childhood retribution
It won't rest 'til you get your licks in
Vixen Victoria's Secret stories, you keep within
Your witch's brew for due you
Fancy as a, not too shroud, denial you choose
But your eyes hold the glue to your innermost (yeah)
And when I'm host to your bizarre sideshow, they expose for you

Yeah, 'cause remember the wicked witch
When she looked in the mirror and then the mirror just shattered and shit
'Cause she was so ugly and shit, but ugly on the inside though
See, you don't dig me when I'm saying that
You gotta feel me when I say, that that's the wicked witch

You seem lost so why would you try deviating?
From what would seem to be the clear choice to making
Such a situation such as this, now wake up
I play pops for a few, but you gotta do what I say
But you gutter, babe, through and through, you ain't had enough yet
Pushing pussy for product, having a good time is what you call it
All of it, washed away memoirs of an alcoholic
Now you out for my wallet and give me a hard time too
Just to show me a thing or two about how low the low be
Well, don't get cold feet when you discover I hold heat
To melt that cold heart, that's so weak

You know, it ain't nothing but a thang
See, um, if you start, um, doing something stupid around here
I'ma come out there and I will beat a bitch ass
I will beat a bitch down to the ground and
I might have to get some paper though
'Cause since you already out here fucking up and shit
You know I mean? It's, it ain't nothing though really
That's you though, you know? That's not me