Honest ft. Lil Shakur Lyrics

I never trust her I'm honest

Look I can't even

Trust my brothers

Hit that boy with a hook

Now he in the slumber

And them 223s

Hot like the fucking summer

I told bro hit her once

Then you gotta done her

Brody hit her

I told her that I don't want her

Told me she want the wood

So I gave her lumber

And we walking with sticks

Like I was a plumber

She gone do what she need

For that 8fy

Since I got some money

She calling me fakey

She wanna have my lil baby uh

Told her she crazy new name lacy

I made a band off a tracey uh

One in the head so

I feel like I'm t mac

Cut her right off

Now she want me back

Hit her

But she can't get no feed back

Said I went broke

But they ain't believe that nah

Yea She let me beat that

Stay on that curb don't

Know where the streets at

Nigga want war

Ask bro where the heat at

Thinking we lacking

But you know we keep that

Yea Run up we sleep that

Smoking on zaza

You smoking on pee pack

I do a hit

Then I'm bringing that v back

You ain't olay idk what to say

Nigga play how he play

He get shot in his area

We too official

You don't put no fear in us

Brodynem Icy

I see why they stare at us

Take back them diamonds

Them shits wasn't clear enough

I Had to get a new bitch

For the season

Brody with me

We committing the treason

Gave her a chance

She act bad and I'm leaving

Blow up my phone

Ima lie like I'm sleeping

She said she pop her a pill

And she what

She said she pop her a pill

And she geeking

I just been trapping

All night with the demons

Heard he get hit

He got hit for a reason

I'm sipping on casa

I'm smoking zaza

Said i got hoes but

She my only baba

I do not trust her I'm honest

He can get slam like it was onyx

They do not know The ebonics

She on my dick

But she say I'm toxic

You could get hit with this rocket

They on my dick

Man don't make me glahh shit

They know I'm hot I'm the topic

I'm a pro tools and boy you is logic

Take back them diamonds

They ain't clear

These niggas stress

Heard he got a gray hair

Heard they mad I don't play fare

See he at the top

I bet he won't stay there

Please do not move

Better stay here

Said he got the bag then

Lil nigga then say where

In the crowd like a state fair

You wanna b down

Then lil nigga lay there

And I fuck wit they energy

He a bitch turn his ass

To a memory

Niggas know they remember me

Spin his block

They don't know my identity

Ima line em like symmetry

Drinking migos we gon pour out

The hennessy

Niggas know that they envy me

Niggas pussy we gone leave em

In misery