Can't Win For Nothing

You know, a bitch out here tryna do the right thing

Stay on course, you know

I feel like I done wasted four years of my life in college

It's bitches out here sucking dick and getting ahead

Like, damn

I'm tryna, you know, stay in motion, do the right thing

Be God-fearing

You know, I was raised good, but damn, a bitch tired

I wanna go to the Turks too, I want my rent paid

And this for all the nights that we spent tryna come up with the rent

I'm trying to stay legit, but this shit ain't making me rich

Can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing

When you at your lowest points, some nights you feel alone

Even when you right, sometimes you feel wrong

I can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing

I woke up this morning with all these thoughts in my head

Jumped out the bed and stubbed my toe on the edge (Ouch)

Girl who I was texting last night left me on read

But I ain't trippin' 'cause I hooked up with her homegirl instead (Yeah)

My homie let me hold a few dollars to get ahead

I hit the trap and bought a few packs to get out the red

I'm tryna pay 'em back, this shit hanging over my head

So with all that said, I gotta get to this bread

I'm sick of switching up my approach to get no results

They told me, "Work smarter, not harder," I'm doing both (Man)

Success feels further than ever when you this close

It's like getting ya cable cut on and then you lose your remote

Through all the bullshit, it's hard to stay on track

I take two steps forward, four more back

For real

That's how it falls when you got no one to call

They say you can't win 'em all, but I ain't winning at all

And this for all the nights that we spent tryna come up with the rent

I'm trying to stay legit, but this shit ain't making me rich

Can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing

When you at your lowest points, some nights you feel alone

Even when you right, sometimes you feel wrong

I can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing

I get paid on the third, the rent was due on the first

The 'Gram make me feel worse, they taking trips out to Turks

My girlfriend mad 'cause her homegirl got a purse (Man)

For Valentine's Day, all she got was dick and dessert

You ever wake up some days and feel cursed?

Settling for dirt 'cause you never realized your worth

Just 'cause you prayed for it don't mean you ain't gotta work

Just 'cause you got a dream don't mean you putting it first

I'm on the phone with my homegirl, this what she said (What she said)

"Fuck all these degrees, I should be strippin' instead"

She feeling like she gotta give head to get ahead

When you believe in karma, you choose to play by the rules

And even when you do, you still feel like you lose

Which makes it hard to keep it consistent with all your moves (Man)

That's how it falls when you got no one to call

They say you can't win 'em all, but I ain't winning at all (For real)

And this for all the nights that we spent tryna come up with the rent

I'm trying to stay legit, but this shit ain't making me rich

Can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing

When you at your lowest points, some nights you feel alone

Even when you right, sometimes you feel wrong

I can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing

I'm sick of working hard and doing the right thing

Damn

They don't respect a good bitch

They don't respect good bitches

But you gon' make a monster out of me

You gon' make a monster out of me

All you **** and you bitches

Fuck school, fuck doing the right thing

Just fuck staying the course, fuck takin' the stairs

I'm finna go get my teeth done

Finna go get my body done, bitch

We outside this summer, fuck all that

I wanna get into the club, 1942 bottles, **** on my phone

I'm sick of saying no

I'm going, okay?

'Cause being a good bitch, it got me left outside

And it's cold out here, my feet hurt

I'm sick of this, I'm done