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CENTRAL CEE - TRUTH IN THE LIES (FEAT. LIL DURK) (MUSIC VIDEO)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Central Cee
Central Cee
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Central Cee
Central Cee
Songwriter
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Songwriter
Tor Erik Hermansen
Tor Erik Hermansen
Songwriter
Shaffer Smith
Shaffer Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Producer
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Without your love, feelin' suicidal, but I keep my head up Without the pounds, couldn't count on you, that's why I need my bread up I told everyone I cut her out, I can't be seen with her She say I'm a slut, don't give a fuck, I agree with her Travel 'round the world, and you're the only one that's on my mind Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide Treat you like the other side, treat you like you're not my wife Fuck you like a slut, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout the other night There's truth in the lies You didn't even seem to care when I blew through a five I took you shoppin', you was coppin' them shoes in your size I kept it real with you because I thought you wouldn't mind Baby, if I knew you'd act like that, I would save you the stress I don't wanna see you mad like that, but you make me regret I'm takin' back all what I said, let me pay my respect Unpress the button, let's restart to the day that we met Without your love, feelin' suicidal, but I keep my head up Without the pounds, couldn't count on you, that's why I need my bread up I told everyone I cut her out, I can't be seen with her She say I'm a slut, don't give a fuck, I agree with her Travel 'round the world, and you're the only one that's on my mind Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide Treat you like the other side, treat you like you're not my wife Fuck you like a slut, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout the other night (Durkio) Show me love, I know what it was, I gotta reassure (yeah, yeah) Tried to geek her up to take some drugs, she like to keep it pure (oh) We can't speak on what we did in Vegas, gotta leave it here Said her titties small, but one surgery make 'em reappear (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm sick and tired of love songs, I flood her out with diamonds Leave Chanel with hoods on, I like to shop in private Palm Jumeirah trip, I'm in Dubai, I'm on an island You get what you want if you just take care of assignments (oh) Hold me back, baby, hold me back, baby (hold me back) I'm a savage, I'm a 'Raq baby I'm just goin' to get this money, I'll be back, baby Put that pussy on me, wonder why I act crazy (whoa, whoa, whoa) My bank account got me dodgin' all the sack chasers (got me dodgin', got me dodgin') They just tryna fall in love with me I be runnin' from the bitches who be lyin' on me Actin' like they in the club with me Without your love, feelin' suicidal, but I keep my head up Without the pounds, couldn't count on you, that's why I need my bread up I told everyone I cut her out, I can't be seen with her She say I'm a slut, don't give a fuck, I agree with her Travel 'round the world, and you're the only one that's on my mind Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide Treat you like the other side, treat you like you're not my wife Fuck you like a slut, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout the other night
Writer(s): Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Shaffer Smith, Durk D. Banks, Harley Arsenault, Oakley Ceasar-su Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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