Lyrics

Sometimes you got to lie to the person you love Ya feel me You got to lie for hope I don't know if I want to sing or rap on this Ya feel me what I'm saying I hope my son don't find his daddy digi skates I hope my son don't find his daddy digi skates I hope my son don't find his daddy digi skates Ty you broke your wrist Boy how you whip like that Dope it hit right back Ice my wrist like that Reaping the rewards cuz we take risks like that Niggas crashing out while I make big impact Business been intact Them birds they flock by the pack I'm in a whole nother lane Smoke on a whole nother strain What you want for the fame What you want for a name Popping percs fo the pain Folks ain't ready for rain They ain't ready for precipitation Flip the cake reciprocate it Niggas fake and then they hating I donated, yea I gave it Did it out of good will Yea I'm slanging wood still Give her body real chills Got her in her real feels And that ass all hers So yea you know I know how real feel Show her just what real is Show her just how real feel And that ass all hers So yea you know I know how real feel Show her just what real is Show her just how real feel Phone ringing, I got plays for that pressure Yea the real deal Son just walked in on me Yea I'll show you just how real feel Scripts ain't got shit on this Yea that pride, now that's a real pill That I got to swallow Set examples he can follow We holla trap nasty Yea you knowing that's the motto Set the trend, don't follow Don't be asking for no borrows Put it down today because you ain't promised tomorrow Put it down today because you ain't promised tomorrow Flip the cake reciprocate it Niggas fake and then they hating I donated, yea I gave it Did it out of good will Yea I'm slanging wood still Give her body real chills Got her in her real feels And that ass all hers So yea you know I know how real feel Show her just what real is Show her just how real feel And that ass all hers So yea you know I know how real feel Show her just what real is Show her just how real feel I don't know if I want to sing or rap on this Ya feel me what I'm saying I hope my son don't find his daddy digi skates I hope my son don't find his daddy digi skates I hope my son don't find his daddy digi skates
Writer(s): Wilkes London Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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