This is a song about "Giving her up"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

But it wasn't like that, and he was giving up slowly,

Actions speak louder than words

I saw her name like giving answers,

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Pick her up and then i'll let her wiggle them ass cheeks

Tears runnin' down her face and her make up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

But i ain't giving up. i'll put up a fight.

I make a way for my people to see the light

'til the day i stop breathin' i'm not giving it up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Call your girl up and meet her/

Chain withdrawn when we not together

My dreams with her were flushed/i'm about to start giving up i thought she

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party