[Intro]
(That nigga Slim C)
[Chorus]
My bitch trippin' on me
Sayin' she don't see me no more (She don't see me no more)
'Cause I'm busy in the streets
Steady tryna get me some more (Tryna get me some more)
She say she leavin' me (Yeah)
She don't wanna do this no more (She don't wanna do this no more)
I'm thuggin' in the streets
'Til I can't be here no more, no (Can't be here no more)
[Verse 1]
My bitch trippin', trippin' on my ass (Trippin')
'Cause every day I'm out here tryna get that cash
That pretty little penny got my fingers itchin', don't get it twisted (My fingers itchin')
I'm savin' some for the cold condition, we gettin' the finest stitchin' (For you, finest stitchin')
So how the hell you gon' be mad at me? (Mad at me)
'Cause I'm in these streets? And I'm just tryna get us some' to eat? (These streets? What you mean?)
Instead of worryin' 'bout yo' baby's safety
You just keep ragin' crazy on how I've been thinkin' 'bout myself lately (Crazy, damn)
I keep it real, I wouldn't lie to you (I wouldn't lie to you)
Money's my number one, but you could be my number two (Number one, my number two)
I got your back, I wouldn't front on you (I wouldn't front on you)
Girl, I got love for you, but gettin' money's some' I gotta do (I got love)
[Chorus]
My bitch trippin' on me
Sayin' she don't see me no more (She don't see me no more)
'Cause I'm busy in the streets
Steady tryna get me some more (Tryna get me some more)
She say she leavin' me (Yeah)
She don't wanna do this no more (She don't wanna do this no more)
I'm thuggin' in the streets (Yo)
'Til I can't be here no more, no (Can't be here no more)
[Verse 2]
Now we fussin', arguin', it's no discussion
Cause she keep tellin' me, "In the streets, you wouldn't amount to nothing" (Amount to nothing)
Now maybe it's the truth, but I'm thinkin' she a liar
I know I'm hardheaded and I'm prob'ly in denial
Yeah, I know it's wrong, baby, I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
I didn't mean to put you on hold but the money keeps callin' (The money keeps callin')
And no, I cannot wait, no time for stallin' (Time for stallin')
Want that drop top Benz with the headlight lookin' foggy (I want that Benz)
Maybach just to match, baby, I'm a shopaholic (That Maybach)
I'll pick you up some' from the mall, I'm thinkin' Fendi for the fall (The mall, Fendi)
You see why I go hard? Baby, I just wanna ball (I just wanna ball)
Just hold a nigga down, baby, you can have it all
[Chorus]
My bitch trippin' on me (Yeah)
Sayin' she don't see me no more (She don't see me no more)
'Cause I'm busy in the streets
Steady tryna get me some more (Tryna get me some more)
She say she leavin' me (Yeah)
She don't wanna do this no more (No)
I'm thuggin' in the streets
'Til I can't be here no more, no
