Understand - Ed O.G

Edo G. will tie a lie to something

Say «hi» to something

You the type to fly 'em somewhere and buy 'em something

I’m the type to make 'em work then fire something

You the type to get played then cry or something

I’m the type to get laid and get tired of 'em

Plus the stone cold freaks son I try it on 'em

You the type to try to creep and be spying on 'em

Plus a nigga to get in beef and be dying for 'em

With ill thoughts about bucking me cause she fucking me

But that’s your baby mother and you still love her

I’m still cool with her mother, can check her any day

You can try to buy the puss' but can’t pay to stay

Anyways

You’se a minor in the major

Insecure always checking her pager

Knowing that she played ya

Thought you could keep her with two karats and engage her

Mad cause I hit and try to act like it don’t phase ya

Ayo my man

You got’s to understand

Money go from hand to hand

And women go from man to man

Ayo I played her like we was airtight without a care right?

You off to the left, Edo G had to bare right

We here right?

I hope you prepared right

I never made you stumble but the weed and the beer might

She was the type to try to lie and make us fight

And smile in my face and try to act all polite

Out of mind out of sight

I tried to be Frank like White to shed light on the dark of the night

In hindsight

Until you get your mind right

You’ll be a lemon in the limelight

Fucking with that dime, right?

Yeah she got your back cause you ain’t got a spine like

Most men

With different niggas in her box like a postman

Bet she leave you when you broke man

Yeah she’ll stay a few

'Bout a day or two

But I ain’t paying you

Nigga she playing you

To all you money having thugs, yo I seen it before it happened

Like a preview

Tricking all your paper up at Legals

The club and at peoples

A Motel 6 with the same chicks at Hotel Nicko

Blessed about a week ago

You on some high price shit, she do it anywhere that we could go

You niggas ain’t hip to me

Cause you hit for a fee while I hit for free

I roll with pimps and hustlers

Not tricks and busters

Who ain’t trying to think, that she eyeing your link

And you stupid motherfuckers still buying 'em drinks

Like you whipping a Brinks cause you feeling her

Getting poisoned by an under cooked chicken

With salmonella

Cause Edo G’s on the realness