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Lies


1st Verse :

 

How you gonna say you love me and will never leave , but we looked in your eyes and saw all the lies , but you called me your babygirl but all you did was make me cry , and all you did was switch up every time . texting other hoes like we wasn’t gonna find out she was my “ everything “ , I put a smile on your face when I gave you my leftovers . bitch you can never replace me you traced me from place to place

 I tired to fight away the pain but it made me go insane

You tired to make me jealous with these stankin ass lames

Were you happy tellin me all these got damn lies

Were you happy that you finished my leftovers

 

2nd Verse :

 

I know you see me going through this pain stressing out my brain thinkin bout you night and day

  You told me baby we gonna be together and be my future and whatever

How many liesss you told this like you going on an mary - go  - round

You told me Roses are red Violets are blue and I’m never gonna leave you

I’ve never been through so much pain it feels like i’ve been shot with a gun  

The person who shot me could've been you

I got a cape like superman so I can escape to hide my feelings from you

 

3rd Verse :

I’ve gave her my leftovers like bihh i'm done

I'm tired of making people relevant

Like nobody knew you before ima make you disappear

Like uncle magic did before

Don’t forget you told me that you love me and told me that you care

Where all that sympathy go but uncle magic made it disappear

 Don’t forget you only from the philippines , stop trying to act black you ain’t from exit # 9

No i ain’t racist i'm just speaking my mind

Cause he told me all those lies

I’m just speaking facts it’s all in this track   


 

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