Never Really Matters

[Verse 1]
Look I don't want a hug, I just wanna nut
Remember we was broke and you ain't wanted us
This is a Patek, it cost thirty bucks
My homie trust his wife and then she set him up
I'm looking at your Gram, who you tryna be?
I know you really broke so why you love me?
You on a vacation every other week
What, you living with your mom and you ain't got a key?
Why don't you be yourself? What you tryna prove?
Sold your soul for some Chanel and a pair of Loubs
She need to reevaluate what she thought is cool
Cause when the last time you been to your daughter's school?
How I'm gon' love you? You don't love yourself
You would fuck my brother if I go to jail
Yeah you got a fatty but that shit for sale
Don't take this personal, look I just wanna help

[Verse 2]
You texting my phone saying "Come and get me
My mom watching my sons, is you gon' come and get me?"
I gotta hide my money cause you fake and sticky
Plus you fucking every rapper in your city
Looking for a come-up, you fucked every boss
But they fuck you once and then they never call
You don't even make it out the nigga car
They fuck you in the backseat then they drop you off
Homie really liked you but he wasn't balling
So you hit ignore every time he calling
Then he hit a lick and now he drive a foreign
Now when he drive by you just just look at him salty
You just took your morals and you sold 'em cheap
If I had a job you wouldn't go with me
You got nowhere to go, you just roam the streets
Your kids up, you couldn't wait until they go to sleep