B=be lyrics

(FOUR4WAY run them bands up, FOUR4WAY got it out the mud)
I get head but have no headache, that drank, she don't fuss but I make her cuss, make her yeah
So much bars locked in, so much cheese, yeah, like a pecorino cheese, laying in bed, still making that bread
Lets be for real, she don't f*ck with me yeah yeah, I make money, she call me honey, like bees we sting your Ass, yeah
I ain't fake like A.I., but I ball like A.I., I ain't in my prime no more, still caught a baddie, she bad like Barbie
Ain't no whole talk, just real talk, yeah, making bread, yeah, like a bread man, you know I'm the man
She call me her man, I'm built like he man, yeah, hey man, that sh*t rhyme, I rhyme like a teacher, yeah, I got Clips like rulers, my sweater cool, that's the truth, she hotter than summer, got me sweating, baby girl bad as f*ck, got me
Dreaming, I'm complex like apartments, yeah, flex when I can, flex music, flex that sh*t, yeah, flex that sh*t
Yeah, B equals be, yeah, did that sh*t before, yeah, that before catalog, yeah, hell yeah, my first song, yeah
That's hell, yeah, before catalog, before the money, before the fame, yeah, B equals be, yeah, yeah, getting Money
Money never change me, so I don't know what made you change, cause a lot of pain
A lot of pain, a lot of pain, yeah, a lot of racks, you know I love the racks, yeah, I love stacks, I love ass and everything
Me and my dawgs tight like Philly, yeah, I brotherly love, and I share my plate with my dawgs, I ain't see my Pops
Hope he aight, can't see my uncle, yeah, hope he still thugging, yeah, I love my n*ggas and my thugs, yeah
Throw away to the man that you got