Aye You know how we roll High above the clouds above the layer of ozone Houston we got a problem these bitches killin the vibe Had my ups and downs Had my heart broken so many times By so many pretty bitches Who cheated on me with some other guy Well she’s your problem now She used to be my baby I thought she was special Yea I thought you were special But to my surprise you were just like The rest of them that would Tell me before they left To go fuck myself and that they hope I go to hell Nowadays it seems that at least to me love is bullshit all you got now are your homies I can’t trust you bitches no more cuz you are all the same you just walk out the door