lirik lagu phony – dial tones

you tell me you love me

don’t even know me

you just wanna use me, and fake me, you a phony

i don’t even love you

mixed signals

going through my head, you a sick individual

homie what’s your problem?

what’s your deal though?

hating on me when i’m doing good, that’s for real though

you don’t know about love

just the money

now you wanna love me, now that i’m doing good

marc :

save all the bullsh-t, i’m fine without it

just ignore all the skeletons in my closet

you been talking that sh-t, i been hearing bout it

anything i’ve been doing is for the profit

leave these b-tches, catch the holy son

working harder, i’m the only one

leaving the fakes, i’m ignoring em, scoring em

step from the 3, i’m the coldest one

got these mothaf-ckas looking like they acting but they’ll never really like me

catching the fade, and they tryna k!ll me but they know that they will never spite me, yeah

get a little more for the closet

i be working like a profit

they be looking for my profit

all these young mothaf-ckas wanna get the band deposit

yeah you know that you’ve been stopping

and i’m out here getting popping

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