BREAD OVER BEEF

[Verse]
I step out in Prada, the hallways is filthy
Alive in the trenches, it ain't hard to get me
It's 100 degrees, I got fur on my Fendi
A nigga can't stop 'til my mom in a Bentley
Niggas want war, but it's bread over beef
First thing I learned, ain't no love in these streets
I ain't spending shit, I'm playing for keeps
I'm the type of nigga to put my bitch in a Jeep
You the type of nigga to put your bitch on a leash
Even though you know that little hoe is a freak
Hating on a nigga 'cause she wanna fuck with me
But I don't give a fuck, she gon' swallow this meat
I'm nearly dead, I'm a skrewhead, I just don't know any better
I gave you my best, you played with my head, and now you out cold in this weather