Gold Digger

She probably need fees, She repping the boutique, A gusto for green, at 'em, she definitely eat trees, The price to live lavish it definitely aint cheap, She spends all that dough on things that she dont need, Like why you need a facelift, Why you getting them fake tits, Why you putting in measures that you know you that you gone hate bitch, Telling me that you aint sick, Sure you know that I hate it, Sell yourself for treasures when you know well that they aint shit. Who is this for, The niggas that up top? The ones who want more, After letting your corpse rot? After getting that licked top, After 6 to 8's done clocked, That's the two jobs you blew, Before you got copped. But now you're on your knees in a different way, Bowing heads to higher heads lord let us pray, That you can fight the disease, And before you lay your bed, You can break from everything that they put in place. All of this was forced into your nature no designer, Could have mold this into you Eve had to choose how to decipher, Between good and bad choices but she drunk the wrong cider, Off tune when major issues were played off like they minor, But now everytime she thinks that the past is behind her, She makes the same mistake again and cant help but to find her, Self back at these doors, For more than she can afford, At the helm and call of those trying hard to refine her. AUou can tell that she only in it for money, Snow white pureness underneath aint life a bit funny. Though society hates her for doing mining of her own, It's the guys that she's with thats dripping in her gold.