Truth < Vibes
Can you tell I'm smiling?
No, you could be frowning
Yeah, so just pretend I am ok?
I can't be bout it I'm soul tied
I made a list of the lowlights
Daily routine got me so tired
It's sunny till you feel the cold bite
It's sunny till you feel the cold bite
Blood on my fist and it's not mine
I'm making bank from the one night
How many figures? like four or five
They don't want truth, just more vibes
I don't do you it's my time
Right now I'm living like four lives
You got your style, lemme find mine
Last time I checked there's a fine line
I put my life in this music
So fly, spit flames, I'm toothless
I try, but these girls confuse me
Don't know why they act a nuisance
I do what the fuck I want bitch
You know I'm tired of your bullshit
It's time I vent on this new shit
You can cry, I know what you doin
Yeah, not used to being a boss
There's no time to be a buffoon
Lately I been feeling lost
Sometimes I don't know what to do
Do you know how it feel to be loved?
Do you know why I switch up my mood?
Do you know that it's never enough?
Do you know when they telling the truth?
Blood on my fist and it's not mine
I'm making bank from the one night
How many figures? like four or five
They don't want truth, just more vibes
I don't do you it's my time
Right now I'm living like four lives
You got your style, lemme find mine
Last time I checked there's a fine line
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
No, you could be frowning
Yeah, so just pretend I am ok?
I can't be bout it I'm soul tied
I made a list of the lowlights
Daily routine got me so tired
It's sunny till you feel the cold bite
It's sunny till you feel the cold bite
Blood on my fist and it's not mine
I'm making bank from the one night
How many figures? like four or five
They don't want truth, just more vibes
I don't do you it's my time
Right now I'm living like four lives
You got your style, lemme find mine
Last time I checked there's a fine line
I put my life in this music
So fly, spit flames, I'm toothless
I try, but these girls confuse me
Don't know why they act a nuisance
I do what the fuck I want bitch
You know I'm tired of your bullshit
It's time I vent on this new shit
You can cry, I know what you doin
Yeah, not used to being a boss
There's no time to be a buffoon
Lately I been feeling lost
Sometimes I don't know what to do
Do you know how it feel to be loved?
Do you know why I switch up my mood?
Do you know that it's never enough?
Do you know when they telling the truth?
Blood on my fist and it's not mine
I'm making bank from the one night
How many figures? like four or five
They don't want truth, just more vibes
I don't do you it's my time
Right now I'm living like four lives
You got your style, lemme find mine
Last time I checked there's a fine line
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Less truth more vibes
Credits
Writer(s): Liam Stander
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