This is a song about "Jealousy girl version"

I'm somethin like the light-skin version

My talent should take me places i've never been

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Never been a traitor.. your jealousy making me even greater

Jealous? me? i'm immune to jealousy/

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

You obviously are feeling a little jealousy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy

Illustrated my lyrics are ill and that gets you frustrated so welcome max version

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

You envy me, from the jealousy your hatred has spread