Ray Charles

[Intro] You ain't shit with him either Apparently, yeah [Verse 1] It was all love, then it got ugly Took me to the courtroom, got full custody Kids growing up like, "my dad don't fuck with me" So they don't fuck with me Moved to the West Coast, she got real uppity Told me that she was in love with me Now she on the flight every night, straight hustlin' Her name, Joseline, she be out he jostling and shit Modeling and shit, for photographers The wedding, she be breaking all them zodiacs down You would've sworn that that bitch was an astrologer (Mm) Even though she know the whole town, man she swear that she anonymous Look, talkin' 'bout she ain't shit without Jesus Bitch, you ain't shit with him either Snapchattin' the preacher She's a palm reader [Interlude] Give the poor man a break (Give the poor man a break) Give the poor man a break Give the poor man a break (Give the poor man a break) He done took about all he can take As we go a little somethin' like this [Verse 2] I was tryna fuck the bitch, she was on some other shit Came to the crib but she wasn't tryna fuck with me Said she had a man but that wasn't really public Now she got a publicist coverin' All of the dudes that she cuddle with She was a nurse wearin' scrubs and shit I find it puzzlin' She do a couple of drills to pay a couple of bills She turned her IG page to a couple of mil' She make more from rappers babies than rappers maybe He been on child support since the 80's When you get head, you gotta pull out She'll spit it out, get pregnant for clout I-I-I ain't being comical about it She just being economical about it Water bill, gas bill, light bill, phone bill Slipped him a Benadryl, ran off with his bank card [Interlude] Give the poor man a break Give the poor man a break Give the poor man a break He done took about all he can take As we go a little somethin' like this [Verse 3] 'Cause of you bitch 'Cause of you bitch Yeah, he broke, so she strip He trip when she dip 'Cause she live from three sips She takes trips for three grips He broke, so she strip He trip when she dip 'Cause she live from three sips She takes trips for three grips She got clientele, if you ask how much, she say, "I don't sell" Got a couple of hoes that I know well But you'll never know because I don't tell [Interlude] Give the poor man a break Give the poor man a break Give the poor man a break He done took about all he can take