Sorry, Bro

[Hyphy]

Dirt to Diamonds
Nickles to Quarters
Eighths to Halfs
Cents to Cash
Life is Lav
Hands down we had it sewed something lovely
Until he found out his girl wanted to fuck me

I get to his house to count bread
But he's not there, his girls there instead
Shit, I tell her that I'm gonna dip
She said, oh no why don't you stay for a bit
Aight bitch
Why not I got nothing better to do
She wanted to smoke a blunt maybe pour a drink or two
I obliged
She poured punani splash and smoked a dub
And now i'm high
She hopped on my lap and I started to rub
Between her thighes
Regrets and thoughts of me being a punk
Enter my mind
But by that time
I wanna grind
Bashing her dome into the headboard
Lift her into the sky leaving her air born
Land on my dick ma
Never would I quit ma
It's like I'm fucking fighting it's exciting when I rip ma
I finish up now thought are pouring into my head
What did I do? Will that nigga want me dead?
I break instead
Head straight out the door
I wont fuck her anymore
I'm sorry my friend but, your girlfriend is a whore