Trouble Maker-Drank Sinatra

Everybody ****in wit u You til they get what they want If you're foolish enough to trust em Then it's partially your fault So it's fuc you pay me my money b***h Then get the fuc on Before you came across my path I was just crossing the roads Of success and failure Until I found a rest spot Meeting strangers I've known for years Trying to chart the best route I'm best off booking it solo though I'd like to help out Your situation but consequently you need to **** off Just the thought of falling short cuz n***as thinking its friendly Makes me happy I'm always 'packing' When these n***as be 'trippin' So just follow the trail of guts As I throw out the filling I'm on the road less traveled Wit no passengers n***a I'm out classing you n***as That's why you gassing me up Like I'm clueless bout what the fuk u n***as asking me for I don't make time to play dumb Cuz I got somewhere to go Without justifying a reason The simple answer is no Free rides I'm constantly aware With all 3 eyes Can't listen to every ****in story cuz They got 3 sides Besides the risk is too high For me to be taking these chances Just to be beatin around the bush Listening to you n***as tap dancing So b***h run me my money **** that Rambling and fumbling **** n***as working my patience On a path to saying nothing This s**t bout money you dumbs**t And feeding my family If u can't comprehend that b***h Then y we talkin got dammit So n***a pull up yo panties Before I beat up that p***y Go out and make you some money And maybe then we'll talk music Til then don't play me for stupid I built a trench in this game Have them n***as come out and see u b***h You mention my name They'll introduce you to pain And even help you get famous Get you a column to yourself And put your face in the papers N***as sayin they're OG's And you not even no gangsta Just lying about your life Boy you just puttin on make up And you inking ya face up Now you stinking the place up Fo something happen to you Boy go to church and get prayed fuh And ask for forgiveness Cleanse your soul of that spirit Go head and give your life to God And find a purpose for living Then take your pick of these women and Pass that s**t to your children And be thankful to tell your testimony Every thanksgiving Now do this is rememberance From that time you was lost More than half way on a pathway To gettin ****ed off By some n***as that bout they business Who piss dro from their kidneys Who not at any point in time Have no use for no witness That's why business and personal interests Don't ever quite get along Cuz when people get in their feelings S**t gets deeper than songs