[Intro: Fes Taylor] New day, uh-huh, new me, Heart of the City, baby New money, you know I'm fucking with my lawyers Big mat, new house is slick It's 2 Fly, baby, yea, yea
[Fes Taylor] Love me, hate me, whatever I'm just trying to make some cheddar Make it better, ladies like me like Mason Betha I won't chase or sweat her, hate, just let her Face the pressure, hate to mess up But when you walked out, you left us Stress bust pipes like sleepless nights But we ain't got a reason to fight, you beefing like I ain't there, I ain't care Everything I owe, I ain't share Like I ain't share, hurting so bad I'm trying to bear Collar on my shirt still drying my tears I cried like a fireman's tears So I walk through the fire at the bottom of the stairs Let it burn like an overdue perm Always trying to teach you, it's better to learn You ain't concerned, if it's me or what you know that I earn You gon' learn, what goes around comes back around Same shit, picked you up and had you down
[Chorus 2X: Fes Taylor] Fuck me, bitches? Fuck you too I know a lot of other niggaz fucked you too I said, I know a lot of other niggaz fucked you too Listen, piece of pussy, that's something to do, ooh
[Break 3X: Fes Taylor] Piece of pussy, that's something to do, ooh
[Fes Taylor] I ain't trying to scream or yell I just leave, oh well me, breeze in the S.L. Roll no seeds in the L, need the keys to the hotel Front desk, right by the bell Smell of Chanel, I never tell Might find y'all, have her head on the shelf Fuck me, bitch? Who wan' fuck me too? And I know all my niggaz wan' fuck you too You could, lick me, suck me or touch me too Got a girlfriend? That's cool, plus, me too You could be my substitute love, that's cute After I shoot, I'm giving you the boot Knock ya boots, \"What you expect loot?\" I jump back like \"What are you a prostitute?\" I'm so true to the game, not new to the game Start getting loose to the game These tools to the game, you got me confused for a lame Took a tab on, go and get the change
