Planned Out lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't got nothin' for a n*gga
Lame ass n*gga, you goin' out sad and all that
They call me handsome triple that

[Chorus]
This sh*t just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, b*tch get down and lay down
This sh*t just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, b*tch get down and lay down

[Verse]
Really had that package out in traffic, b*tch what happened? (you went broke)
Ridin' 'round with pistols made of plastics, choppers with attachments (is you flippin' or you slippin' coach?)
You ain't a hustler you a has-been, what happened?
All you n*ggas started rappin' and trappin'
Most these n*ggas out here cappin', it's nothin'
Why you talkin' to that cop, that ain't the judge, quit yappin', ooh
Tellin' on yourself 'fore you got to jail, ooh
Tellin' on your dog when you make bail
I don't understand what you been through
Most my n*ggas 'round me for real
I'm a real thoroughbred
c*ck my gun each time I'm gettin' head
'Cause I can't trust that b*tch or that lil lame she with
But I'm still finna get some head
Ooh, I'm a n*gga from the projects
I ain't never really gave a f*ck about a b*tch, ayy
I'm just gettin' rich, you can suck a di*k
I'm the hottest out, b*tch you know who you f*ckin' with
[Chorus]
This sh*t just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, b*tch get down and lay down
This sh*t just ain't pan out how we planned out
Thought you was the plug and then you ran out
I can't lift a finger, ain't no handouts
Matter fact, b*tch get down and lay down, ayy