The first time we encounterd i wasn't blazin-tracks
Back then you tought of me as a disgrace-to-blacks
I was a punk in your eyes, cause i was reppin-the-wrong-crew
I loved ya, but loves a bitch cause you was bangin-the-wrong-fool
When i laid out my wallet to pay for my burger-and-chips
Saw that i had money, so you went on turning-them-hips
You saw a paid brother, so you wanted-to-be-friends
Backed away from me as soon as the money started-to-be-spend
Nice brown eyes and looks to get the traffic-stopped
Iwas a cold cool cat till i saw ya, and the romantic-popped
I was feelin used after our first encounters
We man act cool but we all know love can drown-us
I picked-up my first mic and started-to-mc
Hip-hop went on a hype and you could finaly-feel-me
I still feel used cause you couldn't accept-the-real-G
Golddiggah is a sport, and you started playin' it freely