Acting up

Boy, you been actin’ funny, think I wouldn’t peep?

You out here playin’ games while I’m tryna keep the peace.

Talkin’ ‘bout “it’s nothin’,” but I know how you move,

Say you loyal, but your phone got somethin’ to prove.

Uh, I ain’t dumb, I ain’t blind,

I see the switch, boy, you outta line.

Used to call me mami, now it’s just “yo chill,”

You forgot who the fuck payed your bills!

You actin’ up — boy, you sloppy as hell,

Playin’ with a real one, you played yourself.

Got that energy? Keep it on your shelf,

‘Cause when I boss up, you’ll cry for help.

Got a new fit, new nails, I’m fine,

You gon’ miss me when I hit my prime.

You fumble me? Boy, that’s tragic,

Now I’m the bad bitch, you just the caption.

You talkin’ loud but you broke inside,

Postin’ quotes like you got pride.

I’m the meal, you just the crumb,

Better pray the next one don’t treat you dumb.

You actin’ up — boy, you sloppy as hell,

Playin’ with a real one, you played yourself.

Got that energy? Keep it on your shelf,

‘Cause when I boss up, you’ll cry for help.

Now I’m out here, lookin’ fine as fuck,

You down bad, stuck outta luck.

Shoulda stayed real, now I’m in my bag,

And you the reason I brag — ha!