CPS CAN’T SAVE YOU
Every word, written by AI.
INTRO — SPOKEN
Uh...
Girl...
You really woke up every morning and said,
“Whose life can I fuck up today?”
Girl, fix your own damn life first.
And you keep mentioning my name...
Baby, that's not an obsession.
That's a full-time job.
HAHA!
Let's go.
VERSE 1
You so invested in my life, girl, where your shit at?
Watching every move I make, somebody get the bitch a recap
You know my kids, know my man, know where we been at
Damn, you know more about my house than the mailman did
Always plotting, always scheming, always playing Miss Innocent
Smiling in my face while your other face is doing wicked shit
You want my family falling down, that's your favorite episode
But you can't build your own damn house while you throwing rocks at mine, ho
You call yourself concerned? Girl, please, concern yourself
You got everybody's business but can't handle your own damn shelf
You wanna play detective? Baby, get yourself a badge
CSI: Bitter Bitch — solving cases that don't even have a damn case
You wanna call CPS? Okay, that's cute
Girl, you better call somebody to come rescue YOU
All that paperwork, all that talking, all that “I'm just worried”
Girl, the only thing you're parenting is rumors — and they're still malnourished
PRE-HOOK
You want me stressed, you want me crying,
You want my whole damn house divided
But every time you try your little plan,
I look at you like—
“Girl, are you serious?”
HOOK
CPS can't save you, girl, save yourself!
You keep trying to tear me down, go build your damn self!
You got my name in your mouth, got my life on your mind
Girl, I'm living rent-free and I ain't even paying you no damn dime!
CPS can't save you, court can't change you
Everybody see the crazy shit that jealousy made you
You want my life so bad, baby, just say so
But you can't steal my shine—
BITCH, YOU AIN'T GOT THE PAYLOAD!
VERSE 2 — RAPID FIRE
Look—
You a professional hater with a part-time personality,
Full-time investigator with zero damn salary
Checking every picture, every post, every comment,
Girl, you stalking my existence like the FBI wants a moment
You know who I love, where I go, what I wear,
But if I asked about your future, you'd stare in the air
You got plans for my children, plans for my man,
Girl, make a plan for yourself — that's the first thing you should've had
You talk about being a mother like you wrote the book,
But the character in your story got everybody shook
You point at my parenting, trying hard to play judge,
Meanwhile your own damn history needs a whole lot of edits and cuts
You traded peace for pills, traded sense for drama,
Always chasing somebody else's man like a daytime soap opera
You don't want happiness, you want somebody else's misery,
Girl, your favorite hobby is apparently watching my history
You gossip, then deny it,
Start a fire, then cry beside it
Throw the match and call the fire department,
Girl, your acting career deserves a damn department!
HAHA!
You wanna paint me crazy?
Girl, the brush is in your hand!
You wanna make me look bad?
Baby, you already made your stand!
You keep reaching for my family,
But you can't reach your own potential
Your jealousy so damn strong,
It should qualify as a prescription!
BEAT DROP
Hold up...
You tried to build a case against me...
But the only evidence you found...
WAS YOU BEING OBSESSED WITH ME.
OHHHHHH!
HOOK
CPS can't save you, girl, save yourself!
You keep trying to tear me down, go build your damn self!
You got my name in your mouth, got my life on your mind
Girl, I'm living rent-free and I ain't even paying you no damn dime!
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