This is a song about "Why do that"

Do , now bitch tell me thoug why

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Thats why nobody will do shit for you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Why do i put up this fight, why do i still write

I'm dreaming to be great

Why do people have to hate

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

If this is sick so that why i do this shit to spit like righteous a homegrown

Oops, i'm so sorry

Why would you do this to me..

Why do we rhyme well to express and that you can't do

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you