Tiara Thomas - My Ways lyrics

I never go hands off a n***a I done enough for that man But at time he threw a grand to a stripper God damn look at all these bands I bet I'm tryina change my ways Stay stuck just in case I'm a good girl on the low But I just can't trust these hoes Put up in a black like Malcolm Higher than a motherf**ing falcon Stunting on some b**hes from Carlton Never trust a n***a like home come b**h don't try to change my ways b**h don't try to change my ways b**h don't try to change my ways b**h don't try to change my ways I got pen juice in my blood I stay strapped up just because b**h you wish that I hated myself, hated myself I dropped a label, I'm faded, I'm faded I made it myself, made it myself Oh I'm so wavy, I rode the wave, b**h I'm Michael Phelps I spent a stack on my belt Rolling my hips that's my pelvis These b**hes think that I'm Elvis These b**hes think that I'm selfish Trues that these b**hes is helpless Chewing these b**hes like radish These b**hes think that I'm who Don't try to change my taste These n***as is a waste b**h don't try to change my ways b**h don't try to change my ways b**h don't try to change my ways b**h don't try to change my ways I got pen juice in my blood I stay strapped up just because