Charles Hamilton - The Boy who Cried Wolf lyrics

[Charles Hamilton - The Boy who Cried Wolf lyrics]

Ya'll niggas never want to listen to me huh?
Nobody want to believe me
Just the boy who cried wolf huh?

If I had a dollar every time
I heard "This nigga rap?
The fuck this nigga got on?
This shit is wack"
I swear by now I'd have a Benjamin stack
Could spend it on crap and then get
It back in 10 minutes flat this is a fact
No matter my ability to rip on the track
And spit 'till I black
Ball up a fist just to crack an instrumental
No fixing it back
I guess a nigga's style ain't
A witness to that favorite color is pink
Favorite genre is rock
But, I can promise you hot
Hip-Hop I'm not gonna stop in cyphers
They used to get annoyed when I look
I don't even look the part
I enjoyed the wild looks
Cause as soon as I deployed my rhyme book
Niggas was thinking it was the
Boy who cried wolf
And they got eaten, they stopped speaking
I used to want to flip
But niggas will want to hate
They want to jump me
Go Winky Wright on my face
Two Spanish pricks couldn't stand the kid
Gave me two black eyes looking
Like I wore stunner shades
Ain't get mad, just mad depressed
But forgot I had mad connects
Slip my nigga 50 cash to whoop his ass
While I sit and laugh
Looked at him on the ground like "I
Said I'd get you back" but

(They don't wanna believe me)
(They don't wanna believe me)
(They don't wanna believe me)
Haha, you don't wanna believe me nigga?
Now your dumb ass layin' there
With four black eyes

The truth shall set me free
But ya'll niggas won't let me be
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?

The truth shall set me free
But ya'll niggas won't let me be
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?

My wife been a pestilence ever since
I cheated with the next chick
She feels disrespected in essence, yes
It's wack what I did
But shit, bitch, get over it
Cause this is ruining what we got
She loves me, but trusts me not
Nah, I ain't a player, I just crush a lot
Literally, my high school crush was hot
I ain't gonna lie, yea we fucked a lot
Touched a spot
And yea I really did catch feelings
But, it's over
She was a drug and now I'm sober
Now my girl treating me like a convict
So what I'm honest, I'm still trifling
Same nigga undercover wifing hoes
And still piping hoes
But, I know when I get home
I gotta deal with the psycho
Babe I'm not cheating
I been stopped creeping
She ain't hearing it
God forbid it goes down on her period
End of story, period
Now I gotta deal with this shit for 5 days
(and hey yo)
I guess it's her way or the highway
Now I'm a liar, caught up in a fire
"I know about Makeda
But who the fuck is Nya!?"
She's still a rider
But I can't provide the truth
In her eyes no matter how hard
I try, why would I lie? Lies are lies but
Why should I share the truth?
God damn, why am I here?
I'm being honest with you
But why should I care? It's cause

(They don't wanna believe me)
(They don't wanna believe me)
(They don't wanna believe me)

The truth shall set me free
But ya'll niggas won't let me be
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?

The truth shall set me free
But ya'll niggas won't let me be
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?
Cause ya'll don't want to
Believe me huh? Huh?

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