[Intro]
Stupid fuckin' bitches, man
That's where it's like
They only there when the bread's around
Ones that's gone, sour day
You know what I mean
It's like
Think I'm fuckin' stupid, like..
Whatever man
Let me talk
Yo

[Verse 1]
No matter what I did, I just couldn't escape
See that one tear trickle when I look at your face
She caught me off guard, I was putted in my place
Then we threw it all away, still what a disgrace
We get in fights and you call me an asshole
Always disregardin' a fact, it's the way you act, though
You would rage, I would keep it to myself
So couldn't always actin' like it's who needs the help
It's been rough and my situation still tough
Seen 'em come and go in the past
So I don't feel much
It's got me feelin' like my back against the wall
To teach 'em how to walk, first you have to let 'em crawl, so
I let it be and now she hit me up to hang out
Trynna call to crib, I ain't livin' in the same house
I'm on tour, hittin' bitches, gettin' brains now
Started doin' better and you lookin' kinda lame now
[Chorus]
I'll never need another bitch like you
It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do
Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job
Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls
I'll never need another bitch like you
It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do
Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job
Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls

[Verse 2]
She was nothin' like these others that I knew before
I got caught in the smile but she's a stupid whore
She had me thinkin' all this chemistry was there
I was blinded by her beauty, couldn't tell she didn't care
It's for now I'm well aware, never fall into her stare
You get caught up in despair and it's all just isn't fair, so
I live life like the man that I should've been
Chest out, walkin' by myself with a crooked grin
I can't let a chick get to my head
Fuck bitches, gettin' money, make a million instead
Instead of focusin' on pussy, try gettin' some bread
'Cause they'll stab you in the back
Ones your dinners been fed, yeah
Type of girls that would run you for your last pennies
I made it straight to the top and I got my hands steady
They right there on the man with all the cash ready
But I ain't givin' them crumbs, I got a fat belly
[Chorus]
I'll never need another bitch like you
It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do
Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job
Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls
I'll never need another bitch like you
It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do
Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job
Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls