Tyrone 2021 (feat. Big Sean)

Woo (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
 Look, bro, I told you that that girl ain't shit
 When you met her, she ain't even have a whip
 I seen her walkin' up the street the other day
 I bust a U and then I went the other way
 She want a whole lot and she a broke hoe
 Her credit fucked up and she don't own nothin'
 My nigga if I was you, I'd change my phone number
 And have a bitch answer for me like, "Wrong number"
 That girl a problem, pshh
 Extra like her mama, pshh
 Always in some drama
 But, damn, y'all got a daughter, I know this shit ain't easy, just
 Take it from me, dawg, just cut your losses
 That's why you fuck then cut 'em off before they stalkers
 Now that you really wanna leave and shake her off
 She gon' chase all your new bitches off
 'Cause girls like that, they be nothing but trouble
 Girls like that, they be up to no good
 Girls like that always up in the club
 Been with some girls like that, probably more than I should
 She singing
 Call Tyrone (yeah), call him
 But you can't use my phone (whoa, whoa, yeah)
 (Brrt, brrt, hello?)
 You, you the type to talk in front of your honor, dishonest (whoa)
 For extra child support, made me out to be a monster (user)
 All the shit I wasted on you, time and commas (damn)
 You don't act like you my girl no more, you act like you my mama
 And I'd never date my mama, that's fuckin' disgusting (ew)
 But that's how I feel every single time you touch me (damn)
 I feel like you lying when you ask me, "Do you trust me?" (Do you trust me?)
 So I said, "Not to cuff you," now we talk about custody
 Man, you holdin' me back, knives to the back (damn)
 I don't even know how to react, I wish I could white you out
 You gon' make me go Kodak Black
 You had me on tap just like an app (whoa, whoa, whoa)
 Turned around and stunted my growth (no)
 And I can't adapt to that habitat
 Look, look, wonderin' where'd your soul go, with you, that's a no-go (no)
 Yeah, I'm not happy as I look inside our photos (look)
 Thought you was my type but you not even the proto (no way)
 With you, nah, I'd rather be solo with no hoes
 'Cause girls like that, they be nothing but trouble
 Girls like that, they be up to no good
 Girls like that always up in the club
 Been with some girls like that, probably more than I should
 She singing
 Call Tyrone, call him
 But you can't use my phone