What’ve You Got to Say

Something got it easy
Something got it hard
Some gamble on the thing and the God
And turn it all a card that
I'm not boutta let you have a shirt from off my back
Well, baby
What you've got to say about that?

Times? Well, they've been changing
Times? Well, they've been tough
You've taken everything I've had and still it's not enough
Don't think I'm gonna give you
The laces from my shoe
Baby...
What you've got to say about that?

Love fancy, uptown lawyer
Be sweeter than the pill
Says it's better in the long run
If I just collect the bill
You don't seem to know or realize
That he's just about to
Move in for a kill
Alright