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Verse 1: Front on me and I'll aim for them pockets
Must be, trippin on loud, obnoxious
He got what he wanted, can't knock him
Now I'm, Pullin out big guns, I cocked them (Brrrr)
In the Gen, there wasn't a problem
Now n***as wanna cause problems
Many lies means many problems
But it's ok baby, I'll solve em
Rule number one: There shall be no more crying
Rule number two: Don't trust him, he lyin
Rule number three: Let him stay with that B, if she was that bad, he would be, with me
Number four: Be bout that action
Do some more walking, less chattin
Give that n***a no action
Unless, you gonna be taxin
Let him know that p ain't free
You'se an Uber boo, no rides for free
Stay doin you, by any means
Before he, Ginuwine, in those jeans
This is the shit I should've done wit him
Played a fine ass chick, what's wrong with him?
If my MCM, rock MCM, shit then n***a, imma rock wit him
Now imma be aimin for pockets
If I like those new Js, I'm rockin
His money I'm finna deposit
My jeans gon stay matching my wallet
All he had to do, was be honest
But n***as can never be honest
If he treated you like a project
Girl you should aim for those pockets

Hook (4x): If he treated you like a project
Girl you should aim for those pockets (3x)

Verse 2 [Nairobi]: You fooled me once
Now you fool me twice
This time you gon' pay the price
You looked me in my eyes and told me lies
Said this girl I don't recognize
Oh boy ain't that a shame
Told you from the jump ain't playing games
Sam Cooke it's gon be a change
Like the undertaker bringing pain
Pull up on you like a thief in the night
With my hand out waiting on my slice
Reaching new heights
I do it precisely
Ice is the only thing that can entice me
Fighting for my rights
Do the right thing like my name is Spike Lee
Petty all 2017
So you know how I'm coming
He knew I was up to something
Ransacked in all black
Then he took off running
I can atest that
I really like who I'm becoming
Best you ever had
And now you see me stuntin'
That's probably why you keep frontin'
Like I ain't the one you in love with
Like I ain't the one you messed up with
Flabbergasted like you seen a ghost
Guess who got busted
Crying bout me to my friends
While I'm fixated on revenge
And if it's too late for amends
Girl you should aim for them pockets