White Lies (feat. G Herbo)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, fact)

Hit the mic and rock my life, why would I lie? It's nothin' to hide

I might stretch the truth a bit to my lil' bitch, but don't we all?

Pull up white Lamb' with a white bitch, on a white fit for my attire

You told white lies to the right guys so your lifestyle could look flyer

I could go and fuck a hundred bitches, I'll still be missin' you the next mornin'

'Cause it ain't about the sex, I'm in love with the way that you yell

I ain't step foot in my city, since I got rich, they don't care nothin' for me

I ain't called none of my old bitches, they can't call me, I changed my number

Yeah, my bro tried to slime me out and then blew my high 'cause I really had love

I know one day, I'm gon' die, I'm prayin' that all my opps die first

I know you got a new man, but I'm not payin' to be put first

I know you think I be playin', I gave you a chance and you still hurt me

I done been stuck in a few relationships, but I'm your first ****

I really had to learn the longer that you stay, it's harder to get rid of her

Seen for myself that money change these bitches and these **** (Yeah, yeah)

Sometimes, I wonder how I'm still blessed and every day, I'm sent

Hit the mic and rock my life, why would I lie? It's nothin' to hide

I might stretch the truth a bit to my lil' bitch, but don't we all?

Pull up white Lamb' with a white bitch, on a white fit for my attire

You told white lies to the right guys so your lifestyle could look flyer

I could go and fuck a hundred bitches, I'll still be missin' you the next mornin'

'Cause it ain't about the sex, I'm in love with the way that you yell

I ain't step foot in my city, since I got rich, they don't care nothin' for me

I ain't called none of my old bitches, they can't call me, I changed my number

I was outside really 'bout mine, from the Eastside to the Southside

With a thirty clip in my Glock 9, we was drenchin' shit, no alkaline

Bet' not cross that gun line, lot of **** got outlined

Still be in the Raq' rockin' an M in diamonds, I'm not hard to find

One of the richest to come from my trenches, how many whips I copped? About nine

And my bitch so bad, every time she listen, I be like "'Bout time"

I was lit ten years ago, right now, I'm finally in my prime

If you eat this dick today, don't play, I probably might spend a dime

Say you want affection in a major way, I swear to God, I'm tryin'

Bae, I ain't have no love way back in the day 'cause I was comittin' crimes

Still ridin' 'round with killers, I seen a killer kill too many times

If I don't go to the booth, I can't even tell you how I feel inside

Hit the mic and rock my life, why would I lie? It's nothin' to hide

I might stretch the truth a bit to my lil' bitch, but don't we all?

Pull up white Lamb' with a white bitch, on a white fit for my attire

You told white lies to the right guys so your lifestyle could look flyer

I could go and fuck a hundred bitches, I'll still be missin' you the next mornin'

'Cause it ain't about the sex, I'm in love with the way that you yell

I ain't step foot in my city, since I got rich, they don't care nothin' for me

I ain't called none of my old bitches, they can't call me, I changed my number