Key: F major
Verse 1
Bb
Gm
You lie so much that when you tell the truth
Bb
Dm
No one believes the shit you speakin'
F
Bb
Exaggerated tales start leakin'
out your inner mind
Gm
Bb
The same line you've been usin'
F
Dm
Dirty snakes spittin' out
Gm
Bb
Hoes frontin' like they virgin
Dm
Bb
vinegar vans got that ass right
Gm
Dm
How bout these lyin' ass politicians?
got a couple of
Clintons to
Bb
Gm
I'm huggin' my main squeeze,
exchange keys, left for
G and change
Bb
Gm
See I be that same nigga,
Now what's the 4 -11 in
Bb
Gm
the streets on these niggas?
Still plotting, player aching and
E's dropping
G's stopping, listen,
F
Bb
I'm pimped out on the mission
shooting a hundred times in
the chest with your tech?
Bb
Dm
ass flexing materially
Dm
Bb
shit you claim to be
Gm
Bb
Friend or foe, let these niggas know that
Dm
Bb
enough for all you busters
Bb
Dm
the nation to the young ones
Dm
Bb
up small towns like young guns
Dm
Bb
Dm
F
Dm
Bb
Stop used to, stop woulda, stop shoulda, stop coulda, stop baby start tellin' the truth, stop flauntin',
Gm
Bb
Dm
F
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
F
Bb
stop treatin', stop exaggeratin', stop lyin', baby start tellin'
Gm
F
Bb
Gm
Bb
the truth
Gm
Bb
Dm
Why do these niggas be grippin' on my nuts so tight,
F
Dm
ridin' mo' dick than a pro bitch
Dm
Cappin', a minute ago you just shook my hand,
F
Dm
now you're on the phone tellin' some ho that
Gm
Bb
Dm
Nigga, I don't give a fuck about your fake tails,
F
Dm
cake sales, or about the hoes you say
Gm
Dm
Bb
Dm
And these bitches far worse than what they seem,
F
Dm
sellin' mo' pussy than the record label
Bb
Gm
Dreams, schemes,
Bb
Dm
on how to take a good nigga cream
Gm
Bb
No baby, open your eyes,
Dm
F
try to realize I'm hip to all that schlick shit
when you come to me
Gm
Bb
None of the shit you pop,
Records for lyin',
Gm
F
Bb
On all the jazz that you spit,
You make your folks feel sick,
you can't be trusted at all
F
Bb
If you got inches for a lie,
you would be ten feet tall
think about what you speak
Bb
Alright, let's censor, you told me some shit,
F
Bb
Gm
On the conclusion to the message you was stating,
Gm
Bb
I can see through your skin,
look deep into your heart
Dm
F
And let me know that you was phony
from the goddamn start
Bb
Gm
Bb
Constantly counting my pockets,
Dm
Bb
earned loot in your hand
Gm
Bb
Dm
I know you niggas debatin' on whether
F
Dm
or not to work your hoes just to get information
Bb
Gm
But the worst thing of all,
Dm
F
And then expect somebody else
Bb
F
Bb
stop coulda, stop lyin', start tellin'
F
stop exaggeratin', you need to start tellin' the
Bb
Gm
truth, stop used to, stop woulda, stop shoulda,
F
Bb
Gm
F
Bb
stop coulda, stop lyin', to start
Dm
Bb
I beat a killer player laid off in
Gm
Bb
No love, oh well,
it
I'll get you high by
Gm
Bb
Seekin' to kill and destroy your decoy
Dm
F
Affiliated my name with this game
Dm
Bb
cause they put strain on the street boy
Gm
Bb
Dm
I just wanna live righteous
Bb
Gm
But I'm faced with liars an d never ending haters,
perpetrators and niggas with stress
F
Gm
Will I rest or will I continue to
Bb
F
so I'm clutching my baby girl
Now where y 'all been?
It's
Mr.
MJG,
A -Ball, and we ballin'
Bb
Gm
man
Bb
Gm
F
Gm
You
Bb
Gm
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