Clavish - I Ain’t Gonna Lie lyrics
[Clavish - I Ain’t Gonna Lie lyrics]
I ain't gonna lie
Miss a few niggas that are still alive
I ain’t gonna lie
Miss a few niggas that are still alive
But done some weird shit
So now they ain't wit the guys
They're due to be upset on a flicky night
Had to back my knife on Dukey
That ran the block once upon a time
I ain’t gonna lie
My diamonds make me less shy
I literally got girls trippin' from
South to the west side
Can't air no jail call
I've been on the other side
Phone ringin' out
I'm sayin' fuck this bitch or fuck my guy
I ain't gonna lie, nice people finish last
Took hald a brick with a grin
Now I’m missin’ fast
They put me on them drip pages
When I ain't even tryna drip
Stroke her from the back slow
But I weren’t even tryna hit
The way my diamonds kick
Should've gave my jeweller a tip
Give a young G a stick
Tell him go and take a risk
Niggas wanna be gang
Just to hang 'round the kid
You gotta go around the kid
It's different from how it was before
But I ain’t gonna lie, I'm tryna do the rap
But niggas know when I wanna ride
No one can't tell me no
Pagans gettin' forced to slide
No one can't tell me go
She's 'noyed cah I ain't text her
Since there's nothin' you can tell me, hoe
They don't want my old ways
Soon touch a mill
But I'd trade that for the old days
Everybody know me now
No mileage on my Colegate's
Melly's puttin' pussies on his bonnet
With his road rage
Then I'm hoppin' out, so bait
I wonder if he'll give me 18 of the snowflake
I'm just tryna win, but then again who isn't
Run up on my sis then suttin'
Got chinged in 2 minutes
Think I'm just a rapper
When the cameras off, i'm too wid it
Burberry type of day
My niggas always grippin'
They can pull up anytime of day
Just pull up wit your best gun
Cah this ain't no one pop
Might leave you wit a stressed mum
Her pussy's mediocre
But she know she got the best tongue
I ain't gonna lie
Sometimes I can't fall asleep
I can't believe my nigga died
I'm 'a tatt him on my chest
Look in the mirror, back to real life
I'm kinda stressed but I laugh it off
I'm okay 'cause what you gonna do
If I say I'm not i don't talk too much
But put on a beat I'll say a lot
Nice guys finish last
Save myself before I save the block
God bless my trap niggas, still trappin'
Hittin' shots
He don't use his head so it don't
Matter if we hit it off ay listen
I ain't gonna lie, the industry's fugazy
Rappers do not call me bro
'cause I don't know you, are you crazy?
Tryna live her best life
So she ain't tryna keep no baby
All she wanna do is face me
I ain't cocky but I'm facety
And these rumours never phase me
I ain't gonna let bygones be bygones
Cah I've got enough money for big
Drip and to buy guns send out a text and now
My kitties wanna buy some
Couple niggas made the wrong choice
But me, I made the right one
I ain't gonna lie
Miss a few niggas that are still alive
I ain’t gonna lie
Miss a few niggas that are still alive
But done some weird shit
So now they ain't wit the guys
They're due to be upset on a flicky night
Had to back my knife on Dukey
That ran the block once upon a time
I ain’t gonna lie
My diamonds make me less shy
I literally got girls trippin' from
South to the west side
Can't air no jail call
I've been on the other side
Phone ringin' out
I'm sayin' fuck this bitch or fuck my guy
I ain't gonna lie, nice people finish last
Took hald a brick with a grin
Now I’m missin’ fast
They put me on them drip pages
When I ain't even tryna drip
Stroke her from the back slow
But I weren’t even tryna hit
The way my diamonds kick
Should've gave my jeweller a tip
Give a young G a stick
Tell him go and take a risk
Niggas wanna be gang
Just to hang 'round the kid
You gotta go around the kid
It's different from how it was before
But I ain’t gonna lie, I'm tryna do the rap
But niggas know when I wanna ride
No one can't tell me no
Pagans gettin' forced to slide
No one can't tell me go
She's 'noyed cah I ain't text her
Since there's nothin' you can tell me, hoe
They don't want my old ways
Soon touch a mill
But I'd trade that for the old days
Everybody know me now
No mileage on my Colegate's
Melly's puttin' pussies on his bonnet
With his road rage
Then I'm hoppin' out, so bait
I wonder if he'll give me 18 of the snowflake
I'm just tryna win, but then again who isn't
Run up on my sis then suttin'
Got chinged in 2 minutes
Think I'm just a rapper
When the cameras off, i'm too wid it
Burberry type of day
My niggas always grippin'
They can pull up anytime of day
Just pull up wit your best gun
Cah this ain't no one pop
Might leave you wit a stressed mum
Her pussy's mediocre
But she know she got the best tongue
I ain't gonna lie
Sometimes I can't fall asleep
I can't believe my nigga died
I'm 'a tatt him on my chest
Look in the mirror, back to real life
I'm kinda stressed but I laugh it off
I'm okay 'cause what you gonna do
If I say I'm not i don't talk too much
But put on a beat I'll say a lot
Nice guys finish last
Save myself before I save the block
God bless my trap niggas, still trappin'
Hittin' shots
He don't use his head so it don't
Matter if we hit it off ay listen
I ain't gonna lie, the industry's fugazy
Rappers do not call me bro
'cause I don't know you, are you crazy?
Tryna live her best life
So she ain't tryna keep no baby
All she wanna do is face me
I ain't cocky but I'm facety
And these rumours never phase me
I ain't gonna let bygones be bygones
Cah I've got enough money for big
Drip and to buy guns send out a text and now
My kitties wanna buy some
Couple niggas made the wrong choice
But me, I made the right one
I ain't gonna lie