SELF RESPECT (Freestyle)

These bitches ain't got no self respect

They try to tell me they got morals, give it up for a check

And keep your fucking mouth shut, unless you giving me neck

Why the fuck you acting shy? You was a freak in the texts

And don't you even trust your friends, cuz your friend's not your fam

I gotta keep my money up to keep the upper hand

Why the fuck they talking bout' me like they know who I am

I don't know that bitch but I could tell you she's a fan

The father I stretch, the harder I go

The more that I check, the more that I know, The farther I go

The more money that I get the more hoes start to show up at my shows, fasho

And if you asked me, I'll be honest, I've been on a roll

I could talk to you and then hit you, but then I gotta go

Momma said that I would need a woman, but honestly never needed those

I'm just tryna see the road

Bitch I told you leave me lone

I been getting money by myself

Never needed help

Smoking top shelf, fuck my lungs up, it kills my health

Started off as last in the game, with cards that I was dealt

Bitch I made it out of the mud, that's pain you've never felt

Asked me how I feel, and I tell you"I been doing well"

But that's a dumb question, I'm like"How the fuck you couldn't tell"

Throw a show my phone's blowing up it's ringing like a bell

You can't hit the green room with me you just like everyone else