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Juice Tha Truth

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Why you telling all them lies 
I don't got no time 
I been on my grind 
I got money on my mind
You committing love crimes 
And I don't need no signs 
I can tell that you not tryin
I can't stand your kind 
Why you telling all them lies 
I don't got no time 
I been on my grind 
I got money on my mind
You committing love crimes 
And I don't need no signs 
I can tell that you not tryin
I can't stand your kind 

I don't wanna do this nomore 
Yeah you lost me im gone 
You broke my heart 
So imma put my fucking pain in this song
I hope you pay for all the things that you've done 
Ive done wrong 
But the shit you did was worst 
You're a demon you're a curse 
Telling everyone our business 
Claiming that you're tryna vent it
Make me look crazy and you look innocent
Definition of insane 
With an evil intent 
You aint gotta lie 
I can feel it i can sense it 
Enough of this pretend shit 
Imma use you as a lesson 
Im just done showing affection 
And wont let This affect me 
Im not even finna answer
Just to keep you fucking guessing 
You say im reaching 
But you over stepping
You brought me pain 
Cold soul cold heart 
Is all I've gained 
Money hungry no time for love 
So bitch stay in yo lane 
And forget about my name 

Why you telling all them lies 
I don't got no time 
I been on my grind 
I got money on my mind
You committing love crimes 
And I don't need no signs 
I can tell that you not tryin
I can't stand your kind 
Why you telling all them lies 
I don't got no time 
I been on my grind 
I got money on my mind
You committing love crimes 
And I don't need no signs 
I can tell that you not tryin
I can't stand your kind 

See here we go again 
I cant make this shit up 
This is no pretend 
You aint finna win 
Yeah I got the upperhand 
Juice always gotta plan 
Kill anxiety with xans 
Feed my demons w revenge 
Imma f*ck your friends 
And its a fact you ain't gon' win
Chasing cash im on a binge 
Im hell bent on getting rich 
Im just done with you lil bitch
Yeah You made me feel like shit 
How it feel to see me making all these hits
You gon feel like shit 
When you see me getting rich 
When you see me at the club 
And ya name  not on the list 
Like a pack you fucking flipped 
Imma move up to a brick 
Pack ya shit get out my crib 
Reality hit you like a lick 
Don't come back when that shit clicks 
This aint that and that aint this 
I've got way too much to risk 
Break that shit off like a twix
This relationship is hit 
Yeah this relationship ain't shit 

Why you telling all them lies 
I don't got no time 
I been on my grind 
I got money on my mind
You committing love crimes 
And I don't need no signs 
I can tell that you not tryin
I can't stand your kind 
Why you telling all them lies 
I don't got no time 
I been on my grind 
I got money on my mind
You committing love crimes 
And I don't need no signs 
I can tell that you not tryin
I can't stand your kind

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