Lies

FED, baby I'm just contemplating on this one You know what I'm saying They say you gotta keep on going though Give them the business though Look, I'm on a hiatus, I'm smokin' on flavors She on her knees but she ain't thinkin' to save her Middle finger to the judge and the bailer You can trust me, I ain't never been a traitor Rick of FED North stashin' the trailer In the streets movin' swift like Taylor If you want the dawg, you can get a cater From East St. Louis up to Decatur I wanna f*ck Malaysia, not Drea I've been to the FED so we don't say much I ball on them like a pacer Get to the motherfuckin' paper Benz marquee, I give you the vapor Tryna sit at the red table with Jada I don't hate you, I got love for my haters I made it here for my incubator All I really had was ink and paper I was with Reach, Dink, Pull and Capers Highway stopped, turned into a J-Bird What up to my homie Tar-J We took the laws on the car chase You was boomin' loud, I had Har-Yay While the Feds pick up our case Really had love for Charlene Now I'm steppin' 20 in these broad mains Fittin' off flow, streamin' in your veins Put some on your wrist, go to Moussane Get it buzzed down, or I could play James If you go on the league, don't play games Show up close range, make it bang-bang Feel like a ring of 10, I want your cornbread Ask Jenga Lane, ask Jenga Lane See right through your lies See it in your eyes You were afraid to rise You were afraid to die See right through your lies See it in your eyes You were afraid to rise Yeah, up, up and away They be callin' me Superman What is that? A Benz? A Caddy? A Bentley What type of coupe you in A bunch of suckers see they can't keep up with me Cause I'm too advanced I hang with some thugs and hooligans We like eatin' Doritos with cool ranch I pray I don't catch me a new offense Got nothin' to say to the government I'm OT when the sun set ATF say I'm high tech But rat nose like Kleenex For all the shit he told, I mean that I done went cold on him, anemic I'm in Germany rockin' a V-neck Put a Glock 19 where it's clean at My Chanel, my Chanel, make him lean back Born an identity, no ski mask OD off the Kia, I need rehab It's a Maybach, you got leg room You a jitterbug, I'm a tycoon If you workin' for me, you gon' pay dues Ride with me on this, you cannot lose Keep it all way real if you down to earth I be poppin' a seal and poppin' purse 200 off a concert, the way she kiss it I'ma buy a purse, free load, I know that the time hurt Known stepper, but he don't wear Converse Turned a savage up, goin' bonkers I see right through your lies I see it in your eyes You afraid to rise You afraid to die I see right through your lies I see it in your eyes You afraid to rise You afraid to go blind I see it in your eyes