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No Lie

26ar
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Ayo Eli, what the fuck?! A Lau on the beat Keep a bitch that match my fly Your mans want a verse, I'ma tax that guy I cannot lack, no lie I be with niggas that let that fly Heard he pillowing, talkin' to bitches How can you trust that guy? Niggas pickin' and chosin' the rats How can you let that slide? Too drippy, I cannot cuff that, too mixxy They move with me, 'cause everywhere I Go I be too stichy, look Run it back up, in like a month I blew fifty Uh Run the racks up, Breezy and Boomer, match up Got niggas bigger mad, AR in a different bag These niggas ain't drippin' right I got a different swag Everyday pop a different tag Everyday I got different cash They bring all they money out That's all that was in your stash? Opps write me in upper case Them niggas all cap Just in case gotta slide any block I be drippin' in all black Mask on 'cause they all rats But them niggas all lack I don't sleep, I take all naps Boy I just did four flat Free the gang, they get hit with conspiracy Boy nobody seeing me lyrically They can't fuck with me, mentally Physically But they tag him if that nigga mention me GIP, they don't know what you meant to me I wonder if that shit was meant to be Why you speakin' on shit that You lent to me? Swear to God my son gon' be a better me Keep a bitch that match my fly Your mans want a verse, I'ma tax that guy I cannot lack, no lie I be with niggas that let that fly Heard he pillowing, talkin' to bitches How can you trust that guy? Niggas pickin' and chosin' the rats How can you let that slide? We givin' out all smoke, my opps all broke Them bullets be comin' too fast Better not be a slow-poke Ten toes, I'ma be a stand up nigga But I'm not no joke I got aim, but I'll chase a nigga down Just to see that shit up close AR never been no cap, don't got At least twenty in the crib, i'ma snap Don't ask 'bout me speakin' On dead niggas 'cause You know I ain't taking it back She ain't fuckin', I leave her on Read, she tryna be low So she hit me on Snap I don't know how much times I'm gon' Say this, I really get busy I don't just rap Keep a bitch that match my fly Your mans want a verse, I'ma tax that guy I cannot lack, no lie I be with niggas that let that fly Heard he pillowing, talkin' to bitches How can you trust that guy? Niggas pickin' and chosin' the rats How can you let that slide?