Telling Lies
Your not bout that life
So why you telling these lies
Shouting free the guys
Yutes going pen but there ain't no prize
I'm just trynna survive
Man are acting tough but they're just low lives
Motive looking live
Saw that ting my potential wife
Your not bout that life
So why you telling these lies
Shouting free the guys
Yutes going pen but there ain't no prize
I'm just trynna survive
Man are acting tough but they're just low lives
Motive looking live
Saw that ting my potential wife
Come round here and we're making money
All these man moving bummy
Over the shoulder pree that twice
Saw that ting and she's sweet like honey
Mandem rep and we do it proper
See that ting and I might have to step
If the slide is good then I might have to chop her
Hear this tune it's a real head bopper
Slid on the beat so they call me drake
Beanies moving fake
Was at the motive back to yard
And off the makeup she's looking shaked
They don't make browies much
But when i saw them man they got told to bake
They're pussies it ain't for debate
No wonder they don't get rates
Roll on the streets and I carry the ting
Traphone belling these cats love ring
Slide to spot with the cali pack
Looking fat best call me gustavo fring
Step round there and the gun gone beat
How many man and I think like 3
When we step them sides my bros stay secrete
You're not that guy you don't carry the heat
If i shoot out the D
Not shooting for 2 man i'm shooting for 3
When i lurk on the streets
Not come in the butcher they still want beef
If i step with the piece, please see
If they still want meet
If they still want heat, please see
If they still want me
Rap blows that's my dream
Same for the brothers cause that's my team
If a man get boiled turn steam
He'll get turned red ain't wearing supreme
If an opp get stitched no seam
Warzone ting get hit with beam
Mp5 long magazine
Not too much not too extreme
Step round there tell t1 slap it
No computer the man can't hack it, back it
Mac 11 still tap it
Have them man run have them man dashing
Thrash him, drop a body and stash him
Get hit with the hand ting
Buss that corn or slash him, mash him
We live life stay cashing
Your not bout that life
So why you telling these lies
Shouting free the guys
Yutes going pen but there ain't no prize
I'm just trynna survive
Man are acting tough but they're just low lives
Motive looking live
Saw that ting my potential wife
So why you telling these lies
Shouting free the guys
Yutes going pen but there ain't no prize
I'm just trynna survive
Man are acting tough but they're just low lives
Motive looking live
Saw that ting my potential wife
Your not bout that life
So why you telling these lies
Shouting free the guys
Yutes going pen but there ain't no prize
I'm just trynna survive
Man are acting tough but they're just low lives
Motive looking live
Saw that ting my potential wife
Come round here and we're making money
All these man moving bummy
Over the shoulder pree that twice
Saw that ting and she's sweet like honey
Mandem rep and we do it proper
See that ting and I might have to step
If the slide is good then I might have to chop her
Hear this tune it's a real head bopper
Slid on the beat so they call me drake
Beanies moving fake
Was at the motive back to yard
And off the makeup she's looking shaked
They don't make browies much
But when i saw them man they got told to bake
They're pussies it ain't for debate
No wonder they don't get rates
Roll on the streets and I carry the ting
Traphone belling these cats love ring
Slide to spot with the cali pack
Looking fat best call me gustavo fring
Step round there and the gun gone beat
How many man and I think like 3
When we step them sides my bros stay secrete
You're not that guy you don't carry the heat
If i shoot out the D
Not shooting for 2 man i'm shooting for 3
When i lurk on the streets
Not come in the butcher they still want beef
If i step with the piece, please see
If they still want meet
If they still want heat, please see
If they still want me
Rap blows that's my dream
Same for the brothers cause that's my team
If a man get boiled turn steam
He'll get turned red ain't wearing supreme
If an opp get stitched no seam
Warzone ting get hit with beam
Mp5 long magazine
Not too much not too extreme
Step round there tell t1 slap it
No computer the man can't hack it, back it
Mac 11 still tap it
Have them man run have them man dashing
Thrash him, drop a body and stash him
Get hit with the hand ting
Buss that corn or slash him, mash him
We live life stay cashing
Your not bout that life
So why you telling these lies
Shouting free the guys
Yutes going pen but there ain't no prize
I'm just trynna survive
Man are acting tough but they're just low lives
Motive looking live
Saw that ting my potential wife
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