3Breezy - Message From Breezy lyrics

I know that shit get hard, but baby
Keep your head up

I know that times is hard, but baby
Go and run your cake up
Your mama made a queen
Don't gotta cover up with makeup
Don't settle for no nigga 'less he
Help you get that pape' up
And if he ain't about his bread
Just cut him off like he a taper
Realize he only tryna fuck and ain't
Bringin' shit to the table
I see you move a lil' smarter
Won't let another nigga play you
She ain't the type
She just won't give it up to anybody
I hope you love her for her heart
And not just for her body

I know you tired of fuckin' around
They always let you down
'Cause when you fuck around
With them fuck arounds
You get fucked around
Daddy never there, since a youngin
Never came around
Only trust a couple solid bitches
Who she hang around
She gon' keep it ten toes
She been ridin' solo
All about her gunplay
Gon' shoot 'em like a photo
No, she don't need nobody, no
She don't really know
Though
Lil' mama, she a five star
Ain't talkin' Grand Theft Auto
She don't really need you
She fuck with you if she want to
You better feel lucky if she
Decide that she want you
And if you get to tweakin'
You know that she gon' get you gone
Lil' baby found her worth
Now she get whatever she want
And if nobody told you
I'll be the one to tell you
Yeah, she know I'm the plug
But all these lies, no
I won't sell you
You been on your own
But you don't need nobody else
They told her give it up
She put her heart right on the shelf

I know that times is hard, but baby
Go and run your cake up
Your mama made a queen
Don't gotta cover up with makeup
Don't settle for no nigga 'less he
Help you get that pape' up
And if he ain't about his bread
Just cut him off like he a taper
Realize he only tryna fuck and ain't
Bringin' shit to the table
I see you move a lil' smarter
Won't let another nigga play you
She ain't the type
She just won't give it up to anybody
I hope you love her for her heart
And not just for her body
I know that times is hard, but baby
Go and run your cake up
Your mama made a queen
Don't gotta cover up with makeup
Don't settle for no nigga 'less he
Help you get that pape' up
And if he ain't about his bread
Just cut him off like he a taper
Realize he only tryna fuck and ain't
Bringin' shit to the table
I see you move a lil' smarter
Won't let another nigga play you
She ain't the type
She just won't give it up to anybody
I hope you love her for her heart
And not just for her body

No, you don't need nobody else
You got it all to yourself
No, she don't need nobody
That bitch don't need nobody