Why Lie
Why, why, why?
Lie, lie, lie?
Why lie, uh, why do you lie?
Why, why?
Lie, lie, lie?
Why, why, why?
Lie, lie, uh, why do you lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Evil, coming out, every time I go to spit
People always start it, now, I tell 'em how it is
It's a hell of a gift, when you're a devilish kid
Whose only focus in life, is being selfishly rich
And that's real shit, the realest shit that I wrote
But now, a fan page finna go, and steal the quote
You say you raise the roof, but yet the ceiling's below
And now, the dope, like a druggie, you'll be dealin' the coke
Man, people hear my words, and they take them outta context
Bruh, but I ain't fuckin' with the nonsense
This ain't Boston, but still, I'm gonna bomb it
Burnin' evil slurs, like I'm worshippin' tetonis, so
Yo, that's Latin language
They watchin' me, because my rap's contagious
Fans stalking me, 'cause I'm an inspiration
If you talkin' shit, I'll kick you back to basics
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
I ain't stuttering bro, yo, I'm just muttering words
I emerged, from the hearse, with a violent verse
Even though I don't smoke, yo, I'm high as a bird
Flyin' out the solar system, and I'm divin' at earth
Survivin' the worst, but still, I can't conquer my fears
If I'm worthless, the verdict was certainly clear
Listen here, with your inner ear
I'ma disappear, when I disappear, ah
Now you broke, like the landlord raised rent
While I'm making five digits, on a paycheck
Man, you don't know what the bass meant to
Me, while I was sittin' alone, in my basement
Face it, you ain't gettin' nowhere, with the rappin'
Sayin' that you're 'bouta make it, and I'm laughin'
Chase is bringin' out his anger, and his passion
And, swingin' 'em the finger, like a sentence, in a hammock
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Question to me now
Is why would you lie?
Do you wanna die?
Do you not see?
What goes in my mind?
Don't confuse my love songs, for the way that I rhyme
I'll choke you to death, with the bone, that I pull outta your spine
You're not sick, and I'm sick, and I am one of a kind
If you can't see that, then you gotta be blind
I'm killin' all you rappers, I kill 'em left and right
It's hard to believe, that I haven't even reached my prime
So, shut the fuck up
Don't, don't compare me to none
My feelin's are numb, like I'm in the house, and doin' drugs
I'm on the rise, I kick back, and I laugh, and watch, as you plunge
You're not as hot as you claim, you're lame, and you're fans are just dumb
To think you're hot, when you're not, sorry, you're not impressive
You rap about money, cars, and bitches, but never mess with
Any of that, I'm laughin' at you, and you probably guessed it
So, I gotta ask you this question, and it's like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
It's real funny, like I'm tokin' on a Zig-Zag
You put in money, but you still ain't gettin' shit back
You hit bottom, like a stoner, with a chip bag
'Cause, you're a rapper, but the one around a KitKat
Kick ass, but there is not a hero
'Cause, everyone's a villain, like Rob DeNiro
In the modern day and age, banks robbin' people
Out of everything they own, just to cop a zero
And, that's not illegal, so I'm actually
About to break your world, and your reality
I'm excelling in the industry, at faster speeds
'Cause, they see that I'm 17, and next to be
The best emcee, to wreck the beat, for all closure
Especially, the melody from posers
The remedy is next to me, it's extra weed and ecstasy
Until, I'm not sober
Lie, lie, lie?
Why lie, uh, why do you lie?
Why, why?
Lie, lie, lie?
Why, why, why?
Lie, lie, uh, why do you lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Evil, coming out, every time I go to spit
People always start it, now, I tell 'em how it is
It's a hell of a gift, when you're a devilish kid
Whose only focus in life, is being selfishly rich
And that's real shit, the realest shit that I wrote
But now, a fan page finna go, and steal the quote
You say you raise the roof, but yet the ceiling's below
And now, the dope, like a druggie, you'll be dealin' the coke
Man, people hear my words, and they take them outta context
Bruh, but I ain't fuckin' with the nonsense
This ain't Boston, but still, I'm gonna bomb it
Burnin' evil slurs, like I'm worshippin' tetonis, so
Yo, that's Latin language
They watchin' me, because my rap's contagious
Fans stalking me, 'cause I'm an inspiration
If you talkin' shit, I'll kick you back to basics
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
I ain't stuttering bro, yo, I'm just muttering words
I emerged, from the hearse, with a violent verse
Even though I don't smoke, yo, I'm high as a bird
Flyin' out the solar system, and I'm divin' at earth
Survivin' the worst, but still, I can't conquer my fears
If I'm worthless, the verdict was certainly clear
Listen here, with your inner ear
I'ma disappear, when I disappear, ah
Now you broke, like the landlord raised rent
While I'm making five digits, on a paycheck
Man, you don't know what the bass meant to
Me, while I was sittin' alone, in my basement
Face it, you ain't gettin' nowhere, with the rappin'
Sayin' that you're 'bouta make it, and I'm laughin'
Chase is bringin' out his anger, and his passion
And, swingin' 'em the finger, like a sentence, in a hammock
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Question to me now
Is why would you lie?
Do you wanna die?
Do you not see?
What goes in my mind?
Don't confuse my love songs, for the way that I rhyme
I'll choke you to death, with the bone, that I pull outta your spine
You're not sick, and I'm sick, and I am one of a kind
If you can't see that, then you gotta be blind
I'm killin' all you rappers, I kill 'em left and right
It's hard to believe, that I haven't even reached my prime
So, shut the fuck up
Don't, don't compare me to none
My feelin's are numb, like I'm in the house, and doin' drugs
I'm on the rise, I kick back, and I laugh, and watch, as you plunge
You're not as hot as you claim, you're lame, and you're fans are just dumb
To think you're hot, when you're not, sorry, you're not impressive
You rap about money, cars, and bitches, but never mess with
Any of that, I'm laughin' at you, and you probably guessed it
So, I gotta ask you this question, and it's like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why you gotta lie? Like
Why lie, why lie?
It's real funny, like I'm tokin' on a Zig-Zag
You put in money, but you still ain't gettin' shit back
You hit bottom, like a stoner, with a chip bag
'Cause, you're a rapper, but the one around a KitKat
Kick ass, but there is not a hero
'Cause, everyone's a villain, like Rob DeNiro
In the modern day and age, banks robbin' people
Out of everything they own, just to cop a zero
And, that's not illegal, so I'm actually
About to break your world, and your reality
I'm excelling in the industry, at faster speeds
'Cause, they see that I'm 17, and next to be
The best emcee, to wreck the beat, for all closure
Especially, the melody from posers
The remedy is next to me, it's extra weed and ecstasy
Until, I'm not sober
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Halverson, Jonathon Quiles
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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