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