Planned Out

I ain't got nothing for a nigga
Lame ass nigga, you going out sad and all that
They call me handsome triple that

This shit just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, bitch get down and lay down
This shit just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, bitch get down and lay down

Really had that package out in traffic, bitch what happened? (you went broke)
Riding 'round with pistols made of plastics, choppers with attachments (is you flipping or you slipping coach?)
You ain't a hustler you a has-been, what happened?
All you niggas started rapping and trapping
Most these niggas out here capping, it's nothing
Why you talking to that cop, that ain't the judge, quit yapping, ooh
Telling on yourself 'fore you got to jail, ooh
Telling on your dog when you make bail
I don't understand what you been through
Most my niggas 'round me for real
I'm a real thoroughbred
Cock my gun each time I'm getting head
'Cause I can't trust that bitch or that lil lame she with
But I'm still finna get some head
Ooh, I'm a nigga from the projects
I ain't never really gave a fuck about a bitch, ayy
I'm just getting rich, you can suck a dick
I'm the hottest out, bitch you know who you fucking with

This shit just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, bitch get down and lay down
This shit just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, bitch get down and lay down, ayy