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letra de i ain’t gonna lie - clavish

[intro]
i ain’t gonna lie
miss a few n-ggas that are still alive

[verse]
i ain’t gonna lie
miss a few n-ggas that are still alive, but done some weird sh-t
so now they ain’t wit the guys
they’re due to be upset on a fl!cky night
had to back my knife on dukey, that ran the block once upon a time
i ain’t gonna lie, my diamonds make me less shy
i literally got girls trippin’ from south to the west side
can’t air no jail call, i’ve been on the other side
phone ringin’ out, i’m sayin’ f-ck this b-tch or f-ck my guy
i ain’t gonna lie, nice people finish last
took hald a brick with a grin, now i’m missin’ fast
they put me on them drip pages, when i ain’t even tryna drip
stroke her from the back slow, but i weren’t even tryna hit
the way my diamonds kick
should’ve gave my jeweller a tip
give a young g a stick
tell him go and take a risk
n-ggas wanna be gang, just to hang ’round the kid
you gotta go around the kid
it’s different from how it was before
but i ain’t gonna lie, i’m tryna do the rap
but n-ggas know when i wanna ride
no one can’t tell me no
pagans gettin’ forced to slide
no one can’t tell me go
she’s ‘noyed cah i ain’t text her
since there’s nothin’ you can tell me, hoe
they don’t want my old ways, soon touch a mill
but i’d trade that for the old days
everybody know me now, no mileage on my colegate’s
melly’s puttin’ p-ssies on his bonnet, with his road rage
then i’m hoppin’ out, so bait
i wonder if he’ll give me 18 of the snowflake
i’m just tryna win, but then again who isn’t
run up on my sis then suttin’ got chinged in 2 minutes
think i’m just a rapper, when the cameras off, i’m too wid it
burberry type of day, my n-ggas always grippin’
they can pull up anytime of day, just pull up wit your best gun
cah this ain’t no one pop, might leave you wit a stressed mum
her p-ssy’s mediocre, but she know she got the best tongue
i ain’t gonna lie, sometimes i can’t fall asleep
i can’t believe my n-gga died
i’m ‘a tatt him on my chest
look in the mirror, back to real life
i’m kinda stressed but i laugh it off
i’m okay ’cause what you gonna do if i say i’m not
i don’t talk too much, but put on a beat i’ll say a lot
nice guys finish last, save myself before i save the block
god bless my trap n-ggas, still trappin’, hittin’ shots
he don’t use his head so it don’t matter if we hit it off
ay listen
i ain’t gonna lie, the industry’s fugazy
rappers do not call me bro ’cause i don’t know you, are you crazy?
tryna live her best life, so she ain’t tryna keep no baby
all she wanna do is face me, i ain’t c-cky but i’m facety
and these rumours never phase me
i ain’t gonna let bygones be bygones
cah i’ve got enough money for big drip and to buy guns
send out a text and now my kitties wanna buy some
couple n-ggas made the wrong choice
but me, i made the right one
[outro]
i ain’t gonna lie

- clavish

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