Liars ft. Doomi Lyrics

I'm surrounded by liars

Think I'm talking to a wire

I know they singing like a choir

Tryna make me retire

You get highered then fired

I don't ever get tired

Bitch look at my attire

You ain't seen a bird flyer Noo

And they been trying to knock my grind

They been dying to stop my shine

Blocked my mind from the toxic signs, I'm a top G kind of a docet guy

You lost in the sauce ya stop with the nonsense

I'm the captain Propped in the cockpit

Gone to the top and I'm not gonna stop

Till I'm docking a yacht with stocks in the process

Walk in my office got sales to pitch

Rocks in my pocket got pails of bricks

Feds on my ass tryna tail the whip

Friends turn to snitches, man ain't that a bitch

It's not cool with me

Shame on you twice cause you not fooling me

There's Rules in the streets

All of my bitches is boujie as me

I'm pointing at you and they shootin for free

I'm surrounded by liars

Think I'm talking to a wire

I know they singing like a choir

Tryna make me retire

You get highered then fired

I don't ever get tired

Bitch look at my attire

You ain't seen a bird flyer Noo

I don't fuck with liars, I've had it

Pass them in a Ghost, St.Patrick

Cash in yea I started to add it

Graph it, see it spike like Madden

Need a graphical analysis

That's where I draw the line, yeah I've had it bitch

Three sides to the story, can you tell me what your angle is

My ex yelling oh just like tic-tac-toe

Six in a row how I like my O's

Like love in the flow like I'm H2O

No I don't sniff snow but I'm way too cold

Way too cold, 23 below on my feet like Jordan in Red n gold

Used to hold her and I put the bitch on hold

Why?

Lil bitch cuz you lyin you won't admit it

Won't deny it, And if he witchu in the ride then I might have to line him

And really I've been undecided, there's one thing I know bout my tribe

Yeah my boys never frontin', always keepin it a hundred

Wouldn't switch on me for nothing

I keep my circle small like a ring

Surrounded by liars, I won't lettem in

I'm surrounded by liars

Think I'm talking to a wire

I know they singing like a choir

Tryna make me retire

You get highered then fired

I don't ever get tired

Bitch look at my attire

You ain't seen a bird flyer Noo