If I’m such a hoe, then why you still around? Still sleepin’ in my bed, still blowin’ up my sound. You swear you caught me, swear I’m livin’ foul — But it’s lies in your head, been that way a while. I ain’t gotta lie — I’m grown as hell, And if my truth ain’t enough, then oh well. You keep accusin’ and I keep stayin true, But one day you’ll wake up and I’ll be through.