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letra de brezzo - i ain't lyin

(they already have goats)
(not these goats.)

[chorus]
yeah, on the block, in the hood, know i brought nine
i ain’t lyin’, up 50, i’m back now
i ain’t lyin’, your b-tch get her back broke
i ain’t lyin, the b-tch- (oh wait, wait)
i ain’t lyin’, the brake gettin’- (wait, no)
i ain’t lyin’, the bank gettin’ d-mn broke
i ain’t lyin’, that-
traphouse ten bag’s up, how the f-ck this sh-t get sold?
i ain’t scared, do that sh-t on my d-mn own
i was young actin’ like i was d-mn grown
hit your b-tch in the back, gettin’ d-mn boned
in the trap like this sh-t here was home alone
told my momma, “you good, i got my own”
and i’m doubling back, that’s for d-mn sure
drug traffic, i’m on that d-mn road

[verse]
i ain’t lyin’, sometimes i be d-mn wrong
cause i had to get this sh-t right the the d-mn store
i ain’t lyin’, sometimes i still act broke
cause i came up quick and i d-mn know
tryna tell you my n-gga, my mind gone
takin’ drugs in a whole different time zone
tryna trap, n-gga yeah, i got two phones
take yours n-gga, now i got two phones
take yours n-gga, now i got two poles
make a f-ck n-gga strip, i don’t need pole
why my potna’nem hate, why you change on me
but i dont give a f-ck, i got glock on me
[chorus]
all the time it’s some muhf-ckin’ racks on me
i ain’t lyin’, i’m keepin’ some stacks on
i ain’t lyin’, up 50, i’m back now
i ain’t lyin’, your b-tch get her back broke
i ain’t lyin, the b-tch- (oh wait, wait)
i ain’t lyin’, the brake gettin’- (wait, no)
i ain’t lyin’, the bank gettin’ d-mn broke
i ain’t lyin’, that-
traphouse ten bag’s up, how the f-ck this sh-t get sold?
i ain’t scared, do that sh-t on my d-mn own
9am, get to workin’ that d-mn phone
have you ‘cain with my arm in that d-mn bowl
in the loop, know i stay on the d-mn road
ps5, have this sh-t in con-d-mn-trol

[verse 2]
pulled up quick, i don’t take strolls
this ain’t the backstreet, trap at the main store
yea you can die for a bankroll
it’s been ten days, you ain’t did sh-t but change clothes
me and my b-tch broke a bag down
me and my twin handing racks out
young n-gga sh-t, i’m a cash cow
go ask about me, i don’t play around
i know how long i stayed down
you better go find a way out, d-mn
ten racks, no i don’t play ’round
spend this sh-t, make this sh-t back at the playground, d-mn
trappin’ it, we’re at my d-mn house
young n-gga constantly teaching some d-mn clown’s
i could go make a thou’ right now
i ain’t never lied in no raps, dawg
hold on- you ain’t even make your re-up
on god, you can’t sit in my trap dawg
who need a rulebook? sh-t get ripped up
told the b-tch strip or i’m not finna tip her

- i aint lyin

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