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