Close to a Lie Lyrics

Lil nigga watch what you do (You do)

Lil nigga watch who you try

I'm with some niggas, you play then you die

Keep fucking 'round it's a life for a eye

They said I'm not the same, I wonder why

Said I'm chasing the fame, that's close to a lie

All I care 'bout is bread but the fake it come with it

Keep on talking on gang and that blick at your fitted

Uh-oh (Oh)

Yeah, you know

He talking down so we tagging the toe (Yeah, hey, go)

Said you won't leave baby where did you go? (Where did you go?)

Off of this pill bitch it's whiter than snow (Whiter than snow)

Mmm, mmm

Fucked on your bitch I had fun

He talking down ima spin with that gun (Uhuh)

Ball like Lamelo, lil bitch I'm the one

I think I had birth, these niggas my sons

She wanna fuck in the back well let's get it (Yeah)

She see I got swag and she fuck with the fitting

I don't do the rapping, I'm talking my feelings

I don't do the capping, I love it forreally

Hmm

Girl how you feeling

I take me the X now I'm touching the ceiling (Go, go)

She fucked on the team now she getting that feeling

Shake ass on the gran now she making a killing

Hmmm

Girl what you do?

I said I want you but I want your friend too

I hit that hoe once now she on me like glue

But I wasn't enough so you fucked on the crew

Lil bitch I'm not high, that's something you been blew

Your new nigga green but my new hunnids blue

Told you not to leave so lil baby you lose

I'm finna be up ain't got nothing to prove

Yeah, why would you try?

Bitch, why would you try?

Look at my face baby why would you lie?

See through the fake, baby I got four eyes

Gave you three strikes but you told me four lies

Fucked on your friend but I did it one time

Girl you can hit me I got one line

I'm tryna hit that shit one more time

Lil nigga watch what you do (You do)

Lil nigga watch who you try

I'm with some niggas, you play then you die

Keep fucking 'round it's a life for a eye

They said I'm not the same, I wonder why

Said I'm chasing the fame, that's close to a lie

All I care 'bout is bread but the fake it come with it

Keep on talking on gang and that blick at your fitted

Uh-oh

Yeah, you know

He talking down so we tagging the toe (Yeah, hey, go)

Said you won't leave baby where did you go? (Where did you go?)

Off of this pill bitch it's whiter than snow (Whiter than snow)

Mmm, mmm

Fucked on your bitch I had fun

He talking down ima spin with that gun

Ball like Lamelo, lil bitch I'm the one

I think I had birth, these niggas my sons (Go, go)