Damn Liar

[Intro] I got some real bitches with me for patron we on that avion I got some real bitches with me for patron we on that avion I’m talking real jury, nigga, fuck that shit got a Mercedes on No timers in my watch, damn right it cost a Jaguar Seat up in that ‘Rari thing that be faster than a race car [Hook] You’s a god damn liar, you’s a god damn liar Thinking I ain’t getting money, you’s a god damn liar Thinking we're about that life that you’s a god damn liar If you think we think it twice, you’s a god damn liar You’s a god damn liar, you’s a god damn liar Thinking we ain’t counting money, you’s a god damn liar Thinking we ain’t getting money, you’s a god damn liar If you think we think it twice you’s a god damn liar [Verse 1] Hoes gon be hoes, and niggas gon’ be niggas Hustlers gon’ be dealers, and niggas gon’ pull triggers Yeah Im 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 niggas 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 nigga told you different then he motherfucking lied Bitch I do this shit until I'm motherfucking 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 [Hook] [Verse 2] Nigga, you a lie, and you motherfucking know it And all that gangsta shit you niggas talking, yea, I’m for it They're hating ass shit, only gon get you so far Then you turn around and look around and nigga there you are In the same damn place, damn block, with no progress To be this nigga here, it takes a process First you got to hit the block like a real nigga Then you gonna hit the booth and straight kill niggas I don’t feel niggas 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 [Hook] How you going for it and you know these niggas lie? Half the hood locked up, and the other half dying These lying ass rappers, man, I swear these niggas trying Just to make it another day, nigga, everybody trying So fuck the world now, nigga, who in it and who ain’t with me I’m bound to fuck, call the federalies come and get me This shit here ain’t the game, man this shit 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 [Hook]