[Male rap] If she wanna be for the streets i ain’t holdin no leash theres the door If she wifey material she gon circle back But she better bring her A game no slack im not a emotional punching bag I ain’t beggin no bitch to heal I gave her dick that made her question whats real Fed her dreams what they never seen now she fiendin’ for control She used to drama gonna be missin the man who ain’t never played gamescI ain’t cryin over pussy that’s been passed like a blunt I’m the type to make her cum first i know her body studied it like i got a scholarship She was used to them lames get they nut 2 pumps done no 4 play I was pressure in flesh Now she out here chasin vibes that don’t match my depth I ain’t mad she left I’m mad she ain’t learn wanna grow and it show she postin thirst traps fiend for attention But I’m too grown to spin the block for a clown in a gown Let her drown in the silence let her miss this crown She impulsive emotional all in her head Made choices off feelings now she sleepin in regret’s bed If she come back with growth with her pride outside Then maybe we talk I ain’t openin that door if she actin like a whore Let that bitch feel it let her fuck the streets let her roam thats her home Let her see what it’s like when the king leaves the throne If she come back real maybe we rebuild But if she still on that dumb shit bitch stay gone She too much for most dudes they fold when she wild I held her down when she was toxic and vile I handled that storm Gave her shelter gave her heat kept her soul warm At her worst I was solid never ran from the flame She threw tantrums She need validation that’s her drug of choice Let any dude stroke her ego ignore her inner voice She post thirst traps tryna bait a reply I see through the likes I’m the blueprint the code the one they can’t clone the only mold She was used to boys I ain’t just your every day dick i stroke your soul I’m the calm and the storm She ain’t never met a man who could weather her form I gave her loyalty patience understanding took it for granted While I’m buildin empires off the pain she equipped real love was too much for her I ain’t break a sweat I’m built for the chaos id bring her from 100 to zero real quick If she come back changed I might let her in if she still playin ain’t doin that again I was the man when she was broken and loud Now she out here tryna flex for the crowd none of them built for the mess she make I ain’t mad she dipped I’m mad she ain’t grow Still chasin’ attention still movin slow I was the man when she was screamin and cryin Still stroked her deep while her demons was flyin all 29 of them She’s She throwin low blows I was throwin her back out She was toxic as hell but I never lost track She too much for the weak too raw for the fake But I held her down when she needed the pressure Now she out here suckin dick just to feel adored She gon learn when the streets get cold When the fake love fades the shit gets old she all alone