Ain't Gone Lie
Real Boston Richey
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Yeah Mm, turn me up a lil' more, brodie Yeah, uh, uh, yeah (Andree, run it up) Only got myself, it's just me It's me Standin' ten toes on this shit (call that boy Duhvinci how he up it and just paint shit) 'Til the Lord call my name Uh Only got myself, it's just me Uh, self esteem the key, no matter what, I keep it G Blick up on the seat, I'm watchin' whoever watchin' me I'm givin' Instagrams to all them niggas who ever called for me I'm givin' Goyard bags to all my bitches, that's why they flock to me If the bitch don't do hair or do some nails, the bitch can't talk to me I ain't gon' lie, I done been through Hell, I make a bitch walk to me Ain't gon' lie, bitch can't f*ck my brother, the bitch can't talk to me Ain't gon' lie, shit, I get too high 'cause I been goin' through shit Ain't gon' lie, yeah, I been cheatin' 'cause I don't like no borin' bitch Ain't gon' lie, you got me fucked up, laid up on some horny shit If you can't eat it up when I need you to, the f*ck I need you, bitch? F*ck you, bitch, let me pack my shit, that's some shit I can't put up with You know it's disrespectful if you ask me, "Boston, who you pulled up with?" Five years ago when I pulled up, I would floss when I pulled the bitch Got two sticks and a glizzy in this bitch, the crackers better not pull this bitch Watched a nigga that I loved changed on me, nigga, I'm through with this If I smack a nigga, won't put it on the 'Gram, won't know who I'm 'to it with When it come to buyin' Bub' and ridin' fancy cars, nigga, I influence this Before I bought a car, I was stealin' cars, f*ck nigga, I ain't new to this Nigga, I stayed down with all this shit, nigga, I'm true to this You know when a nigga steal, you gon' turn around like, "Who to hit?" Why the f*ck these f*ck niggas playin' with my name? Nigga know I'm too legit The way this switch'll bust off, make that bang, nigga need a coolin' kit I told that bitch she could lose my number, bitch, you dead, you on bougie shit Louie V pants, Balenciaga bomber, why the f*ck I can't lose a bitch? Bitch, I'm turned up than a motherfucker, but I be on that coolin' shit Boston be smilin' like a motherfucker, but he'll get on that stupid shit Only got myself, it's just me Uh, self esteem the key, no matter what, I keep it G Blick up on the seat, I'm watchin' whoever watchin' me I'm givin' Instagrams to all them niggas who ever called for me I'm givin' Goyard bags to all my bitches, that's why they flock to me If the bitch don't do hair or do some nails, the bitch can't talk to me I ain't gon' lie, I done been through Hell, I make a bitch walk to me Ain't gon' lie, bitch can't f*ck my brother, the bitch can't talk to me
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