Bi$hop - No Plan B (Stop) Lyrics

When you leave here, go back in that dorm, grab the first nigga you see and beat the f*ck out that nigga till they grab you off of that nigga
Man, why you do that, man
Show them the f*ck you is, nigga
No, look at this nigga's face, man

Yeah, bitch upon this bitch
Show them the f*ck you is
Ain't no more little money. F*ck is 30k a month? Boy, that's bill money
Hungrier than I've been, where the real money? Tryna make it with the family

Ain't no plan B, hope you niggas understand me. And if I say f*ck you, then I meant it
All these bum niggas in my motherf*cking mansions
Niggas need attention more than women need attention, swear to God, nigga
I didn't find water in the drought

You don't know if you got a heart till you down
You don't know if you a boss till you pound
You ain't make it out till you help your niggas out
All these renovations, I can buy my mama a house

I ain't faking. I ain't gotta front, that's how I live
Learning hard lessons, who would've thought that I would win
My life a f*cking movie, I'm a boss, can't contain
I didn't put my heart into everything that I do

I done work my ass off of every single view
It's gonna pay off
Niggas talking shit, they not even in the playoffs
Yeah, I'm strong as shit, brush you off, I won't lay off

313 Rays, I'll crash, I'll skate off
Talk about my name, bitch, you better pray
And if you stick me up and you shaking, boy, you better pray
That nigga nervous, tell him move, get up out the way

Heard they crack a smile when they shooting in the crowd
Heard they blame niggas when the loot ain't getting wild
Heard they blame women when the rapists go to child
Made CPS just to take a nigga child

Post your mugshot, cause you like the way you smile
GQ cover all the bitches like my style
I made it
And if y'all ain't talking about the money, then I hate it

And all the motherf*cking fake love, you can take it
Did it off my own will
Made it out Detroit, but I'm really f*cking home still
I can sign myself to my motherf*cking own deal

Life changing cards when I barely pay the phone bill
I can't make this up
Proved that I was right, but somehow I feel wrong still
Crying on the couch and I question, am I wrong still

Used to clock in, now I do shit on my own time
No amount of cash to turn me on my f*cking own con
Robbery in the studio, made it all mine
Hop up out the booth, they gotta fan me off

I ain't never stop, even if I'm in the Grammy talks
You know why I'm worth
Bitch, I'm more than that purse
I ain't get it out the dirt

Nigga, look who did it first
Like that one nigga in the group, and he ain't doing work
He just want the A
Ain't no shortcuts in this life, you gon' f*cking pay

They say the money changed me
Okay, let it change
Walking in the rain by myself, only feeling pain
And y'all question why the f*ck I really feel this way

Everyday I wanna blow, ain't no time to waste
Yeah, you pass me, but nigga this is not a race
I'm up in practice, I see your ass in last place
Nigga