She Won't Stay At Home

Every time I get a show
 I don't have to tell her, 'cause she already know
 In the front row with a crew of heavy hitters just in case
 She sees another woman getting' all up in my face
 I told her to relax and I don't like the way she acts
 But, she keeps behaving like a fucking maniac
 Now I'm wondering if baby really got my back
 Or if she a hound with my scent all on her track
 When I ask her to trio, she on the other end
 Talking about her cousin, told her that I fucked her friend
 And she heard another girl is doing me as well
 But, I fucked her cousin, who is she to tell?
 (Dirty bitch) the pot called the kettle black
 Fuck that bitch
 Run and tell her that the pussy and the head was wack (boo)
 I find every time I leave, soon after hear you come, please let me breathe
 Runnin' the streets, coming home to a fight
 Mad 'cause a brother stayed out all night
 The next day guess who had plans
 With a low tight cut and some skin tight pants
 I'm not the jealous type
 In fact, you and your girl should party every night
 Do ya' thang, have some fun, go 'head get a life
 I recommend it; the only other option left is just end it
 But, something tells me that the broad's mental
 She flatten all your tires and bust your car windows
 I'm so tired of the sisters' beef
 On my heels when I walk the streets