Roaches Don't Die

Yea

I was born to be hated on and criticized

Walk up in this hoe them bitches roll they eyes

Niggas tuck they tees

Tryna sell a fantasy

That buckle bigger than yo dick, huh?

You don't fuck with hoes who get government stamps and WIC, huh?

Niggas love they image

Lose they sanity but keep some clout

Anyway, i wanna rage today

I got my titties out

Hot as 99, this pussy fye

I stress a nigga out

Fuck em once

I never fuck again

So keep me out ya mouth

Feelings something i could do without

I cut another line

Kill me, hardest bitch up out the south

I wanna see you try

Paid for my position

You ain't see the nights i had to cry

Lost my fuckin mind

Bought a strip of L and took a ride

I don't love mе less

I'm protected, thеy can't manifest

Got no time for rest

Got two babies strapped to either breast

Know my baby daddy so depressed

It's been way over a decade

And he still a mess

Still a nasty nigga

He like girls who got a curfew

Can't wait for the universe to smoke you

Pray yo son ain't never nothin like you

Caught him watching porn

He just 11 and i'm scorned

It feel like yesterday

I watched him learn to walk

And now we gotta have the talk

Fuck it

Im tryna teach him bout consent and shit

That nigga bucking

You nutted in the realest bitch alive

You really lucky

You woulda ruined them

They precious, hoe

Ya aura yucky

Any bitch that fuck with you disgusting

And she can't be trusted

I had to get that off my chest

Lets get back to the money

Book me or i'm staying in my room

Locals treat me funny

Fuck up out my face with all that weird shit

Im a real nigga

Not a part of yo lil outfit

I'm the spring

Bitches bottled water

I'm the fuckin source

I love rock and roll

He show me hole

I make my bed and let him lie in it

Lookin at the old me in the mirror

Bouta hit a lick

I miss that bitch sometimes

She with the shit

Remember when them bitches jumped me in the gym

With all they friends

Know they loggin in

Watching little brittnee catch another win

Love a bitch or hate her

But you really can't debate it

I'm that nigga

And i'm realer than the bitches in the back

And i'm tired of being humble

I'm taking my niggas with me

You ain't fuckin with me now

Then bitch you might as well forget me

Its too late for you

If you ever crossed me, fuck it

I dont have no hate for you

I pray for you

I promise

Hope you get to feeling better soon

I got shit to lose

And shit to die bout

I can't see a grave until my babies

Out that trap house

I can't be a slave

No 9 to 5

I went my own route

Bbyfuckinmutha

Quick to put a bitch in time out

If i'm a slut

Just know i slut the hardest

Aim at yo throat and i'm just gettin started

Skeet on his face

He blow me like a cartridge

Dearly departed

Kill these bitches while i rest in peace

I ain't even took my bonnet off

And bitches mad at me

She say what she want

I say what matter, bitch

We not the same

Please stop tryna cap up off my name

You lookin like a lame

Tired of playing games

Like i ain't got a Glock

Bitches talk to talk

I shoot to kill

I really will

I'm just tryna pay my bills

Tired of living with the roaches

Roaches don't die, baby

Numbers don't lie

Swear to god, yea

Yea

Bitch

Yea

Roaches dont die

Fuck a raid

Gettin paid

Nigga, numbers dont lie