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Stop Lying
- //Chorus 0:40//
- "I need a jeweler, I been so out of range" (Stop lyin')
- "My new chain ain't worth the comfort, I just ran out of change" (Stop lyin')
- "All these haters on me, can't accept my name" (Stop lyin')
- "I ran out of attention so I went to fame" (Stop lyin')
- //Verse 1 1:01//
- I swear I been tired of this for so long
- I swear I been dialed in, but so wrong
- 'Cause apparently all they care about is no songs
- I been writin' all day just to be so fond
- I'm incitin' away all these low cons
- I been betterin' myself and I hope to better the world
- But if they send me a letter, they prolly send the letter with pearls
- And spend all that money instead of stamps
- This is the mindset of a brainwashed man
- Focus too much on the world, then his pain causin' rants
- But I'm still conscious enough to stay in my lane, pause chants
- Control audience, control audio and I partially been
- Way too tired, way too fired, but way too dialed
- Layed you while, paid a sire, then gave a pile
- Of homework, you to admit that I'm better than you
- And I'm still crispy enough to get my battle and send it in too
- Album titles, descriptions, addictions and name details
- "Stay in your lane" emails, workin' in registers in pain retails
- Lay these fails, I've had enough of it, and I'm not gonna stomach it
- But if I was to plummet it, I'd probably end up suffering
- //Chorus//
- "I need a jeweler, I been so out of range" (Stop lyin')
- "My new chain ain't worth the comfort, I just ran out of change" (Stop lyin')
- "All these haters on me, can't accept my name" (Stop lyin')
- "I ran out of attention so I went to fame" (Stop lyin')
- //Verse 2//
- "You got a call yesterday, someone said they miss the old you"
- I need to evolve past these obligations not tryna get told to
- Do what to do, happy conversations in concentration
- Tryna protest while I'm doin' pro tests with an observation
- I need more room to let my mind branch out
- But if these norms in hip hop stop me from my chance now
- I might have to bring someone else down, take 'em for a dance, how
- About another five hundred dollars down the drain and off my hands, now
- I been doubted in every way shape or form, day, laid the storms
- Paid, way too warm, gonna take up the classic section of the hall
- Spittin' random words and shut my mouth like plastic connecting through my jaws
- All too much, I'm lookin' out on life
- Life is like a sponge, it just barely goes around the knife
- Without being cut and being broken in will
- Soaking it still, choking 'til I'm killed
- It turns from five months sober to overdosin' in the pills
- //Chorus//
- "I need a jeweler, I been so out of range" (Stop lyin')
- "My new chain ain't worth the comfort, I just ran out of change" (Stop lyin')
- "All these haters on me, can't accept my name" (Stop lyin')
- "I ran out of attention so I went to fame" (Stop lyin')
- "I need a jeweler, I been so out of range" (Stop lyin')
- "My new chain ain't worth the comfort, I just ran out of change" (Stop lyin')
- "All these haters on me, can't accept my name" (Stop lyin')
- "I ran out of attention so I went to fame" (Stop lyin')
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