Won’t Lie Lyrics – Lil Kee

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[Intro]
(Ooh, Tgemma, this s*it crazy)

[Verse]
I’ma tell it all plain, no, I won’t lie to you
I remember all them nights I used to cry to you
My dog died, sometimes I wish I fly with you
Just want to leave up out this fu*king Earth
You want them people to know your name, you gotta put in work
It’s too late to leave the streets, you should have went to church
John 11:34, that was my favorite verse
I know God got my back even through my worst
Love s*it cost, a mil’ ain’t s*it, I need a crib like Rick Ross (Uh)
Doves take loss, papa tryna hide it but he loved this soft
Try to back door and got hit with the triple cross
Go to Johnny, put my last 20K in my mouth
I’m so fine, 100K, a hundred shots at Cork house
Rent due, my tribe, but we got kicked door
She was talking too much, that ho got a d!ck mouth
Don’t let her lie, if she with the gang, then she got d!cked down
Everybody ’round me got a Drac’, put that lil’ s*it down
Please don’t give up on me now, you gotta stick ’round
Heard a n!gga died at the store, couldn’t get up off the ground
Stand over his body and you let off every round
Face down, ass up, that’s how he was found
Gas your lil’ n!gga up, he got caught out of bounds
That’s how we smokin them
Catch ’em down the road, 20K, I have ’em poking him
But now I got that VVS ’cause we approaching him
It don’t matter if he with his b!tch, we killing both of them
So many shots up in the V, we need a lo’
We really tryna get somebody killed, this for my bro
I don’t wanna feel anything, pour up a four
Put a switch on the back, let it blow
Keep this b!tch on me, this .223, no, I can’t go
Big bro died, same day I lost my soul
Sit around, ain’t doing s*it, go get a load

Can’t say when he kill ’em, all he needs a new pole
B!tch, I’ll die inside a drop, fu*k a show
Signed a deal, blew it all, I need some more
Signed a deal, I blew it all on some clothes
You can still come at 2 o’clock, the trap don’t close
Fu*k your designer swag
Get your bop ass out my DM with your model ass
He gon’ keep on talking like you killed bro with your lil’ lying ass
Don’t nobody get a pass, we kill they camera man
Lost young dog, addicted to the pills
How would you feel if your lil’ n!gga got killed?
Got jammed up, she said she’ll stay down ’til the end
When you got off, I found out you fu*king another man
Did a n!gga dirty, I know that s*it hurting
Ain’t no way you think that s*it still down a whole 30
Your momma be gone, you might be sniffing Perkys
As soon as you went in, I seen her online twerking
Thick redbone on my d!ck doing burpees
You riding with a killer, bae, you gotta close them curtains
I can’t live around, man, you know they wanna hurt me
My n!gga caught a hat but I don’t think it was on purpose
What you need, a Perky 10?
Man, these n!ggas hoes, all they do is troll on the ‘Gram
Man, these n!ggas hoes, I’m exposing ’em to the fans
We ain’t take a break yet, my n!ggas love to spin
Say my n!gga beat that body ’cause all he got was ten
I got 9 and Gee Money with me, I don’t need no friends
I know Benji ain’t playing ’cause he hopped in that van
I know Meach ain’t playing ’cause he shot at they friend
I know dog gon’ step for me, that’s how we locked in
ARP and .223s do not get boxed in
G5 say his gun jammed, it couldn’t be there a fan
Pu*sy act like killers when it’s time, don’t wanna spin

[Outro]
Nah, for real