white lies - fattmack lyrics
[intro: fattmack]
yeah (yeah, yeah, fatt)
[chorus: fattmack]
hit the mic and rock my life, why would i lie? it’s nothin’ to hide
i might stretch the truth a bit to my lil’ b*tch, but don’t we all?
pull up white lamb’ with a white b*tch, on a white fit for my attire
you told white lies to the right guys so your lifestyle could look flyer
i could go and f*ck a hundred b*tches, i’ll still be missin’ you the next mornin’
’cause it ain’t about the s*x, i’m in love with the way that you yell
i ain’t step foot in my city, since i got rich, they don’t care nothin’ for me
i ain’t called none of my old b*tches, they can’t call me, i changed my numbеr
[verse 1: fattmack]
yeah, my bro tried to slime mе out and then blew my high ’cause i really had love
i know one day, i’m gon’ die, i’m prayin’ that all my opps die first
i know you got a new man, but i’m not payin’ to be put first
i know you think i be playin’, i gave you a chance and you still hurt me
i done been stuck in a few relationships, but i’m your first n*gga
i really had to learn the longer that you stay, it’s harder to get rid of her
seen for myself that money change these b*tches and these n*ggas (yeah, yeah)
sometimes, i wonder how i’m still blessed and every day, i’m sent
[chorus: fattmack]
hit the mic and rock my life, why would i lie? it’s nothin’ to hide
i might stretch the truth a bit to my lil’ b*tch, but don’t we all?
pull up white lamb’ with a white b*tch, on a white fit for my attire
you told white lies to the right guys so your lifestyle could look flyer
i could go and f*ck a hundred b*tches, i’ll still be missin’ you the next mornin’
’cause it ain’t about the s*x, i’m in love with the way that you yell
i ain’t step foot in my city, since i got rich, they don’t care nothin’ for me
i ain’t called none of my old b*tches, they can’t call me, i changed my number
[verse 2: g herbo]
i was outside really ’bout mine, from the eastside to the southside
with a thirty clip in my glock 9, we was drenchin’ sh*t, no alkaline
bet’ not cross that gun line, lot of n*ggas got outlined
still be in the raq’ rockin’ an m in diamonds, i’m not hard to find
one of the richest to come from my trenches, how many whips i copped? about nine
and my b*tch so bad, every time she listen, i be like “’bout time”
i was lit ten years ago, right now, i’m finally in my prime
if you eat this d*ck today, don’t play, i probably might spend a dime
say you want affection in a major way, i swear to god, i’m tryin’
bae, i ain’t have no love way back in the day ’cause i was comittin’ crimes
still ridin’ ’round with k!llers, i seen a k!ller k!ll too many times
if i don’t go to the booth, i can’t even tell you how i feel inside
[chorus: fattmack]
hit the mic and rock my life, why would i lie? it’s nothin’ to hide
i might stretch the truth a bit to my lil’ b*tch, but don’t we all?
pull up white lamb’ with a white b*tch, on a white fit for my attire
you told white lies to the right guys so your lifestyle could look flyer
i could go and f*ck a hundred b*tches, i’ll still be missin’ you the next mornin’
’cause it ain’t about the s*x, i’m in love with the way that you yell
i ain’t step foot in my city, since i got rich, they don’t care nothin’ for me
i ain’t called none of my old b*tches, they can’t call me, i changed my number
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