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Honest

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I get bags, send that hoe I count cash out the road Never lack, keep a pole (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I get cash, never fold Too much swag, overload I do math, honor roll (Yeah, yeah) She booking, got bad vibes with me Baby you still look me in my eyes when you lie to me Love I had for you, it's just done, and you still cryin' to me I ain't mad but it just died to me, okay I get high like an astronaut, I get fly with the birds And I'm hoppin' in the whip, it's rippin' off the curb I don't give a damn what you said, I don't care 'bout what you heard And these niggas keep playin', it's gon' get a nigga hurt Rockin' bags for thะต low Stealin' swag, taking flows I get cash, silly hoe Who wะต did? They don't know It's a ton of [?] on my soul She act up, I'ma let her go Name a nigga that'll do it for you, just be honest Name a nigga that'll shoot it for you, just be honest, yeah Name a nigga that'll prove it for you, just be honest I'm the nigga that'll do it for you, I'ma be honest, yeah (Woo) I get bags, send that hoe I count cash out the road Never lack, keep a pole (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I get cash, never fold Too much swag, overload I do math, honor roll (Yeah, yeah) She booking, got bad vibes with me Baby you still look me in my eyes when you lie to me Love I had for you, it's just done, and you still cryin' to me I ain't mad but it just died to me, okay Walk up in that spot, money hungry, I got money on me She gon' get on top, and she ride, hop on like a bunny No I cannot stop, niggas mad, turn nothing into sum Straight from the G to the A, niggas hate, cause I'm doin' sum All these niggas hate, cause I'm livin' the way I live I just let 'em hate, cause it is whatever it is Niggas be so fake, telling lies, they telling these fill I'm tryna get rich, and get my sister a house on the hill I done took his hoe, now he acting like I'm in a roll All white like the pope, 'boutta get my chick a brand new coat Jets I get to fly, walkin' in, the crib clean like some soap No I never lack, keep a glick on me, it make you float I get bags, send that hoe I count cash out the road Never lack, keep a pole (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I get cash, never fold Too much swag, overload I do math, honor roll (Yeah, yeah) She booking, got bad vibes with me Baby you still look me in my eyes when you lie to me Love I had for you, it's just done, and you still cryin' to me I ain't mad but it just died to me, okay (Okay, okay, okay)