W.F.Y (feat. Miss Candae)

Whose fooling you Tell me whose fooling you Whose fooling you Tell me whose fooling you Buckle up i'm about to give a ride to ma story Heard all the lies, the puns niggas talk about me Opened up my heart for strangers, thought that id ride with Then we broke up, this days i'm is just their content I told them that i got you niggas, i love you like my brothers I saw our split coming your personally was a bitch I never beg a man, go ahead an ask my father A dice man, heart of a mafia Cut Cut ma nigga that calls me supper star He told me 'do it secretly, there's no love in the car" Thinking of how i loved ONLYY I got betrayed with a sling and blade A tough pain to takeaway Never let anyone to tell your classic story different To get here its a glory Never let anyone to tell your solid story different This is God and his Glory Whose fooling you Tell me whose fooling you Whose fooling you Tell me whose fooling you On the road to life i met a woman thought she's the one Invest my heart on her, the boy was clearly going dumb Did a lot of things in the name of love Never thought that when the tables turn its a suicide Fooled myself, ride or die is just a love flex You gatta be prepared Her body count was something that i couldn't expect First hurt came with a wild sex Second hurt she made me cum on her chest Until i found out, she was kicking it with the baby daddy That gave me stress so petty Cos i catch perfectly It hurts to reminisce The story i release I'd be strong i believe Never let anyone to tell your classic story different To get here its a glory Never let anyone to tell your solid story different This is God and his Glory Whose fooling you Tell me whose fooling you Whose fooling you Tell me whose fooling you