Couldn't Lie (1942) Lyrics

Look, I'm drinking 1942 like it cost 42 dollars

If I ain't living right then what do you call it?

My life a compilation filled with unbelievable moments

Now tell me how the fuck you think I ain't want it?

Had to double back to see the opponents, I overlapped them

Only took a fraction of my time, they was acting

I was somewhere working in my prime, dropping classics

If you ain't from my city, you ain't my kind, we gotta tax em

If she ever said she was mine, she was capping

If you ain't put the work in don't be crying, you moving backwards

I don't really care if you super fine, girl roll my backwoods

Look, go roll that backwood

Look, Cozy never been the jealous type

When your nigga drop you off let's link

You know know my schedule tight

Going back and forth about who the best, I'ma let em fight

Scary hours might pop up in your dreams in your bed at night

She say all you think about is me, shit I guess you right

Huh, shit I guess you right

Last time I put my trust in someone

Ended with her clothes and her feelings coming undone

Why you come to me with all your problems, I don't want none

It's a bunch of troubled young women, where I come from

What shit there's troubled men too

She use other people to escape the bullshit that she been through

I don't trust your friends boo

Quick to point of blame on me for something that I didn't do

Even when I said I got your back, whether you win or lose

My problem is every time I love it's unconditional

Standing on her trauma like a old house with a thin roof

Oof

So we waiting to fall in

Soon as you prove your loyalty to me, you know I'm all in

If I ain't in your top ten favorites then that's a small ten

Nasty girl wanna have threesome, I told her call friends

Made a way for me and my people, I had to barge in

Once you let them dogs out, you can't let them dogs in

Think I need a new girl, hopefully she dark-skinned

My women like Robinhood, you know I keep options

Working hard like I lost my keys a nigga locked in

Remember I used to clock in, then I bust my ass off

Had to fill my pockets, I ain't work the job since

Niggas talking nonsense

The way we move like Japanese keep chopsticks

Konnichiwa, you ain't talking about money to me nigga don't speak at all

She say she more comfortable naked then baby keep it off

People talk, mm-hmm, yeah, people talk

But numbers don't lie, we grew up around gunfire

Made it out somehow

Gotta thank the Lord, it's a lot of times I could've died

If you wanted to be the best then nigga well you should've tried

Wonder how many songs would be on Spotify if niggas couldn't lie

Yeah, I said I gotta thank the Lord, it's a lot of times I could've died

If you wanted to be the best then nigga well you should've tried

Wonder how many songs would be on Spotify if we couldn't lie