Expose

I wake up to die it be miserable Step up to the mic and get ridiculed You livin a lie Im finna expose the truth Duckin down low think I wouldn't notice you Exposin the truth Dressed so cold I'm sick with the flue Knew it was you Knew you nothing but a low life fool You stole my phone but she know the truth I'll bring down the ceiling or maybe the roof I'm smokin on gas you smokin on goof Not other dudes don't hop in a coop Just started I'm whippin a malibu Got no a/c, AZ But I'm whippin it daily Still driven her crazy Lately she been actin outta wack She checkin my snapchat On my story I'm whippin the Cadillac Brodie's rollin in the back back Car overflow when the smokestacks No slacks Wearing skinny jeans so I can get in between I'm hittin your girl in your sheets Eat it and beat it Oh that was your girl I hit it last weekend She let me nut in her peaches Either a dawg or a demon I wake up to die it be miserable Step up to the mic and get ridiculed You livin a lie I'm finna expose the truth Duckin down low I wake up to die it be miserable Step up to the mic and get ridiculed You livin a lie I'm finna Expose the truth Ducking down low think I wouldn't notice you Exposing the truth Dressed so cold I'm sick with the flue Knew it was you Knew it was you Knew you was opps Don't even know you I think you are blocked You using a sock I'm usin your thot She like the way I drip when I step and I walk I walk In the club Ion notice em Think I'm oblivious I know how this end I f*ck her like once or maybe again She don't hit me I hit up her friends Ain't got no room for a friend I hit it in front then backwards again Y'all tryna blend I'm tryna pop out You chick got my dick in her mouth She do it for the clout I do it for the guala I heard that the dollar is the root of all evil If that is the case call me evil kenevil Gaige FTH doing nothing that's legal Keepin it lethal We are not one in the same not even equals F*ck all this hate I can see all open your mind like a gate You open her legs you get maced I open her legs I get praised You throwin that shade I'm not fazed I'm all right I shine like a light She think she my girl I keep her one night Can't have no wife cut off with a knife Exposing the truth I knew it was you My feelings not slight My feelings not slight My Feelings not slight I wake up to die it be miserable Step up to the mic and get ridiculed You livin a lie Im finna expose the truth Duckin down low think I wouldn't notice you Exposin the truth Dressed so cold I'm sick with the flue Knew it was you Knew it was you I wake up to die it be miserable Step up to the mic and get ridiculed You livin a lie Im finna expose the truth Duckin down low think I wouldn't notice you Exposin the truth Dressed so cold I'm sick with the flue Knew it was you Knew it was you