Standing On Lies
(Al Geno on the track)
(Ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
Believe they self, they standin' on lies
And, they always askin' me, "Why?"
I won't let no one love me, I'm fine
That Lambo' low to the ground, my head high
And, they always askin' us, "Why?"
We post on that block and don't hide
When we know that it's chances of dyin'
When we know that we facin' jail time
Bullets fly like Delta, take a nigga spirit (ayy)
All this jewelry on, I bought my lawyer with me (yeah)
Soon as I told them, "No," them niggas went to dissin' (yeah)
Only thing that show me, they was never with me (yeah)
Ayy, problems in my cup, I mix the soda with it (yeah)
Had to stop givin' my trust, I barely know these bitches (I barely know 'em)
She took too many pictures first time I flew her out
She won't see me again 'cause I see what this all about
What happened to the real niggas, like this shit a drought
The fake is in, they play to win, they lost
I'm young, not convinced, I need a ten to talk
A fifty to see me, I ain't talkin' 'bout titans, ya dig?
Black card, it remind me niggas got life in the pen'
My daddy taught me two things, don't follow the hype or the trend
So, they gon' die tryna be somethin' they ain't
I made a call after I poured the pain
I talk to God, but, I didn't complain at all 'cause it get worse (it get worse)
Skippin' school, now them boys tryna get home with the work (home with the work)
Long as I'm riskin' it and givin' it, they take this heart of gold (take this heart of gold)
I knew that they would change, but, I didn't see my homies foldin'
I got so damn rich that I can burn what they owe me
I got so damn lit that they gon' burn me if they can
Standin' in the rain with a gun in my hand
With a bulletproof umbrella, I wonder why these niggas
Believe they self, they standin' on lies
And, they always askin' me, "Why?"
I won't let no one love me, I'm fine
That Lambo' low to the ground, my head high
And, they always askin' us, "Why?"
We post on that block and don't hide
When we know that it's chances of dyin'
When we know that we facin' jail time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I talk to God, but, I didn't complain at all 'cause it get worse (it get worse)
Skippin' school, now them boys tryna get home with the work (home with the work)
Long as I'm riskin' it and givin' it, they take this heart of gold (take this heart of gold)
I knew that they would change, but, I didn't see my homies foldin'
I got so damn rich that I can burn what they owe me
I got so damn lit that they gon' burn me if they can
Standin' in the rain with a gun in my hand
With a bulletproof umbrella, I wonder why these niggas
Believe they self, they standin' on lies
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah