Gold Woman (Bound 2 Remix)

[Verse] As the woman on the side is tryna get her makeup on I’m asking the love of my life if a nigga can take her home My side woman say I’m getting duped by sly women And my lover ask “You put all this time in a side woman?” Said roll with me and I’ma make sure that you see LA You messing with these hoes, would you trade me to keep your john woodened? It’s funny cus she’s been messing with all of my idols And I tell her that when I meet ‘em they’ll all become rivals Said she hate it when them niggas get awards Cus instead of thanking her, they’re giving praise to that man in the Bible Why you get upset? There ain’t even a title with it Hell why you think I would take what we got and trifle with it? Ironic how the side woman said we would be together I would cancel dates to put hours towards writing you letters I was getting used to your heartbeat on every measure mesh forever As I measured and finally planned out how I was gon’ stand out how, everybody who ain’t Contribute or wasn’t on it would probably have the hands out now Do you have any idea how long the trip was? Me and my niggas fantasized man I hope she picks us Damn, ‘member Interscope had entered the scope Remember vividly that very last winter we spoke Girl I finally fixed that telephone And I was even cool with letting you do your thing whenever you brought your fellas home I guess it’s crazy how we letting you rock It was probably different ever since you lost Biggie and Pac Your ultimatum said “You with me or not?” For me to enter that slot Avoid being just a machine and come to jack from these pots You filled with this gold; make bread after we mold the key to this lock Left me stranded for saying it’s singlehanded Now peep where son had landed Next door to your bedroom Crowning the next to do it like, let me get some head room And then after all the bases, reach the ticket in between your legs I heard it’s flying when diving off of that platinum ledge And I’m really dying for trying, what more I gotta prove? My side woman and my soul, what more I gotta lose?