Ray Charles - B.o.B

You ain’t shit with him either

Apparently, yeah

It was all love, then it got ugly

Took me to the courtroom, got full custody

Kids growing up like, «my dad don’t fuck with me»

So they don’t fuck with me

Moved to the West Coast, she got real uppity

Told me that she was in love with me

Now she on the flight every night, straight hustlin'

Her name, Joseline, she be out he jostling and shit

Modeling and shit, for photographers

The wedding, she be breaking all them zodiacs down

You would’ve sworn that that bitch was an astrologer (Mm)

Even though she know the whole town, man she swear that she anonymous

Look, talkin' 'bout she ain’t shit without Jesus

Bitch, you ain’t shit with him either

Snapchattin' the preacher

She’s a palm reader

Give the poor man a break (Give the poor man a break)

Give the poor man a break

Give the poor man a break (Give the poor man a break)

He done took about all he can take

As we go a little somethin' like this

I was tryna fuck the bitch, she was on some other shit

Came to the crib but she wasn’t tryna fuck with me

Said she had a man but that wasn’t really public

Now she got a publicist coverin'

All of the dudes that she cuddle with

She was a nurse wearin' scrubs and shit

I find it puzzlin'

She do a couple of drills to pay a couple of bills

She turned her IG page to a couple of mil'

She make more from rappers babies than rappers maybe

He been on child support since the 80's

When you get head, you gotta pull out

She’ll spit it out, get pregnant for clout

I-I-I ain’t being comical about it

She just being economical about it

Water bill, gas bill, light bill, phone bill

Slipped him a Benadryl, ran off with his bank card

Give the poor man a break

Give the poor man a break

Give the poor man a break

He done took about all he can take

As we go a little somethin' like this

'Cause of you bitch

'Cause of you bitch

Yeah, he broke, so she strip

He trip when she dip

'Cause she live from three sips

She takes trips for three grips

He broke, so she strip

He trip when she dip

'Cause she live from three sips

She takes trips for three grips

She got clientele, if you ask how much, she say, «I don’t sell»

Got a couple of hoes that I know well

But you’ll never know because I don’t tell

Give the poor man a break

Give the poor man a break

Give the poor man a break

He done took about all he can take