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