Material Thing$ Hard To Deal With - Trinidad Jame$, Cyhi The Prynce

Okay

This your main man

T-Jame$, you already know

And I can’t talk to everybody face to face

So I gotta do songs so hopefully you listen

Cause it doesn’t matter what I say

How you take it is the only thing that matters

My nigga

Hoes, clothes and that money

Hoes, clothes and that money, I said

Hoes, clothes and that money

Hoes, clothes and that money

You get money, you get hoes

You get money, you get clothes

You get money, you get hoes

I said hoes, clothes and that money

If you never knew nothing, know nothin' (god damn)

All the money in the world ain’t nothin'

You can’t please these bitches for nothin'

All these bitches wanna think they somethin' (they not)

Smoke a blunt blunt, bitch bitch (calm down)

Have respect for a nigga when a nigga come down

Do extra niggas if you claim you down

I’m rain with the weather when I come down

Coming down was the shit, comin' up was the hard part (yess)

Knowing in your heart cuz' you asked for it

Prayin' up to god for a chance (chance)

A chance (chance) a chance (chance)

To change your life for what you want

Forget about them baby what you want?

Baby in the end that’s all that counts

So live, love your life now

What’s your addiction?

You sit back and think about it

Is it more than one?

Well, mines’s is the

Hoes, clothes and that money

Hoes, clothes and that money, I said

Hoes, clothes and that money

Hoes, clothes and that money

Uh, I got a ho addiction (okay)

And Her addiction (yeah)

Is a coke-sniffin, pill-splittin' young missis

Cali' brought her to that A-town

That A-town brought that freak out

So every time she be 'round

I get the pussy and beat down, b-beat down

And I beez out, can’t lay up

Or lay down, can’t make your baby feel comfortable

Like I wanna be your man now

The reality of this situation

Is a tragedy, if I don’t say

The things that you wanna hear

Is the things that I won’t say (I won’t say)

Cyhi

All she say is «Can you buy me those?»

«Take me out I like Pappadeaux»

She love the mall she like to shop for clothes

She a gold digger and I’m a pot of gold

But the bitch can’t even make sloppy joes

I dont ever spend the night, I’m like «Adios!»

If we got pulled over by the police

That’s the only time I aloud with hoes

All the real niggas sayin «Chuuch!»

The only thing missing is the choir robes

Pimpin' is like being a firefighter

'cuz you always got the fire hoes

You just another escort at the airport

Only fuck with niggas if they playin' sport

But she prefer rappers, that’s her favourite choice

So when she find out who i was, it just made her moist

Mm-mm-mm ol' thirsty bitch

A nigga bought her everything, She don’t work for shit

The ho suck dick for every purse she get

So when you really think about it, she ain’t worth the list

Homie you can have her now, wether first to hit

Boy I’m all about the money, I dont flirt with chicks

At 17 I fucked my teacher, she was 36

So all the playas in the building seen the word to diss

Whooa

Changin' before our eyes

New world

Changin' before our eyes

New world

Changin' before our eyes

Before our eyes, before our eyes