Damn Liar (Explicit) Lyrics
I got some real b***hes with me for patron we on that avion
I got some real b***hes with me for patron we on that avion
I'm talking real jury n***a f**k that s**t got a Mercedes on
No timers in my watch d**n right it cost a Jaguar
Seat up in that 'Rari thing that be faster than a race car
You's a god d**n liar you's a god d**n liar
Thinking I ain't getting money you's a god d**n liar
Thinking we're about that life that you's a god d**n liar
If you think we think it twice you's a god d**n liar
You's a god d**n liar you's a god d**n liar
Thinking we ain't counting money you's a god d**n liar
Thinking we ain't getting money you's a god d**n liar
If you think we think it twice you's a god d**n liar
H*es gon be h*es and n***as gon' be n***as
Hustlers gon' be dealers and n***as gon' pull triggers
Yeah I'm worse than IRS I came to collect
If you ain't got no money just pay me in respect Yea
Martin Luther Malcom Young Yea I pay the way
Man you n***as acting like I'm still gon' hop out of that K
Man I can't even sleep too busy plottin on you busters
If I'm ever in the spot then I'm balling on you suckers
If a n***a told you different then he motherf**king lied
B***h I do this s**t until I'm motherf**king tired
Hopped off the porch when I was 12 didn't get no rest
If I ever lie then let them 40's hit me in my chest
N***a you a lie and you motherf**king know it
And all that gangsta s**t you n***as talking yea I'm for it
They're hating a*s s**t only gon get you so far
Then you turn around and look around and n***a there you are
In the same d**n place d**n block with no progress
To be this n***a here it takes a process
First you got to hit the block like a real n***a
Then you gonna hit the booth and straight kill n***as
I don't feel n***as but you bet they felt me
Be a cold day in hell before they melt me
Got my first Glock and hit the block ain't get no rest
If I ever lie then let them 40's hit me in my chest
How you going for it and you know these n***as lie
Half the hood locked up and the other half dying
These lying a*s rappers man I swear these n***as trying
Just to make it another day n***a everybody trying
So f**k the world now n***a who in it and who ain't with me
I'm bound to f**k call the federalies come and get me
This s**t here ain't the game man this s**t here's the game
I'm talking real jail real prisons and everything
That's why I put the God honest truth on every bar
Time is cold out here got a heater in every car
See my first quarter mill when I was 12 ain't get no rest
If I ever lie then let them 40's hit me in my chest