B.o.B – Ray Charles lyrics

[Intro]
You ain't shit with him either
Apparently, yeah

[Verse 1]
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 hustling
Her name, Joseline
She be out he joselling and shit, modelling and shit for photographers
The wedding, she be breaking all them Zodiacs down
You would've sworn that that bitch was an astrologer
Hmm, even though she know the whole town, she swear that shy anonymous
Look, talkin' 'bout she ain't shit without Jesus
Bitch, you ain't shit with me either
Snapchatting a preacher
She's a palm reader

[Interlude]
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

[Verse 2]
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 covering all of the dudes that she cuddle with
She was a nurse wearin' scrubs and shit
I find it puzzling
She do a couple of drills to pay a couple of bills
She turned her IG page to a couple of mill'
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's just being economical about it
Water bill, light bill, gas bill, phone bill
Slip to my [?] drill, ran off with his bank card

[Interlude]
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

[Verse 3]
'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
Yeah, 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

[Interlude]
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