lirik lagu lil durk - can’t lie
[intro]
(touchoftrent be wildin’ with it)
[verse]
count a million dollars cash, that sh~t fun still
see a n~gga that you love die, call it blood tears
even tho i made it out, got n~ggas that i love still
left some money ‘round his ass to make sure that that love real
i don’t wanna be ‘round body guards, i got my shooter
never text my phone about them goofies, n~gga do some
every time he up a chain i tell em tag his jeweler
if he pop outside at 1am, we pop out two some (uh)
i grab the umbrella out the cullinan for the rain drops
like i be tripping, i think these percs gon make my pain stop
i feel so goofy when i be cashing out my main thot
i just be starting sh~t, we f~cked up all our main opps
it’s summer time, don’t lack, just keep your pole on you
and if you feel to do a drill, don’t keep your phone on you
i can’t lie, put that main n~gga in my blunt and i get high
i can’t lie, ion be in my feelings about it, i can’t cry
i’m die y, i can’t cap, gotta keep guns, i can’t lack
from the raq, see lil boona, he don’t rap, he just blast
not a act, for that check, he gon pull up and spazz
matter fact, he was talking out his neck now he dead
i told my po do what he do ‘cause ima thug n~gga
lil v don’t wanna leave the streets ‘cause he a hood n~gga
for that bag, he gon slime you like a blood n~gga
act like he act like then he rob you, you a f~ck n~gga
ever since they k!lled my cousin, i can never give a f~ck
i just gave my shorties dubs, they gon come and wet em up
got some b~tches that i love that’ll come and set you up
i be showing these n~ggas love but that sh~t ain’t adding up
i gave you guns n~gga (you actin like he mad at us)
i showed you love n~gga (actin like he mad at us)
i payed your bond n~gga (he actin like he mad at us)
said you a good n~gga (he actin like he mad at us)
shout out v lord
watch out for the n~ggas k!lling keyboards
n~ggas give me police vibes, i gotta see through it
they gave a bond to number nine, i had to reach for it, reach for it
i’m switching these lanes, i’m rocking these chains, i’m f~cking these models
ain’t no lame, not saying his name, i’m f~cking his momma
ninety nine percent of lames don’t want these problems
ain’t no point of carrying roogas, want them choppas (want them choppas)
up your pipe and c~ck it back, that b~tch go blaka (b~tch go blah)
hard in the paint on oppas like im waka (waka flaka)
i done ran out of pills, i need a doctor (need a doctor)
she done spent my music up, but the b~tch from over la
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