Lyrics Changes - Custodymusic

(Trudie, Trudie, Trudie)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
I was hating on them liars they was dissing me
I don't even wanna know if they be missing me
I don't even wanna talk to them they accusing me
Even though I miss them all it ain't what it used to be
Yea
Not what it used to be
Yea, they wanna piece of you cause "we got history"
I was working by myself cause I'm a different breed
Know I had to get myself up I ain't industry
Yea
I ain't in the street
I had to go and get my bread up I ain't tryna re-up
You ain't even wanna know how I get my sleep
I ain't, even wanna talk that's how you get enemies
Yea
I-I kick back they wanna know why
I told them cause they always waste my mother fucking time
Self respect (uh)
Yea, they killing all themselves they ain't got self respect (yea)
I ain't kidding on myself I had my arms stretched
That's why I'm betting on myself I had to get a cheque
That's why I'm plotting on these hoes they wonder what be next
(And that's just how it goes)
(I ain't hating all them that's just all they know, yea)
Yea (yea, yea)
But please don't tempt me
They running out of fuel their tank empty
While everybody scorching for a centre piece
I was hating on them liars they was dissing me
I don't even wanna know if they be missing me
I don't even wanna talk to them they accusing me
Even though I miss them all it ain't what it used to be
Custody (Custody, Custody, Custody)