[ Featuring 817mesico x SponeTree ]
817mesico nigga
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie bout' that shit you been through
You ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie bout' that shit that nigga put you through
You ain't gotta lie (You ain't gotta lie)
You ain't gotta lie bout' all them nights you spent in yo bed cryin' late at thinkin' bout' what you coulda did to make things go better
Maybe it coulda gone better
Yeah
Maybe it coulda gone better
You don't gotta lie
You don't gotta lie
You be lookin' at me in my mof*ckin' f*cking eyes all the time
I could see it, that you wanna cry
Baby in this life it's just do or die
I been making some tough decisions
But it's you that's on the front of my mind all the time
Shorty do you realize you be lookin' so fine?
Let me give you my number again
Shorty hit my line
Bells where your call at?
Bells
Late nights textin' you wishin' you was in my bed
You was like a drug cause you said the right lines just to get in my head
Pistol totin' like I'm Rambo, need some ammo
Ima go commando on that pussah boy if he try ta f*ck with you
Shorty I ain't ever trippin' I just wanna love on you
I just wanna (I just wanna)
I just wanna love on you (I just wanna love on you)
I just wanna love you one more time
Like baby girl can you come back to me
I see you in my room
I'm drinking all my pain away, I'm sippin' on this Texas tea
This shit got my stomach empty, like oh no
Yeah, I might relapse again on them pills
Feel like I wanna take another roxy, I see you when I'm high as f*ck
Aye, I'm layin' in my bed
I went on another date
Shit didn't feel the same, I felt hella guilty
I know you fed up
You know you could do it better
Why did you cry?
Just put on a nice big sweater
Wherever you go, don't blame me for the shit that he did on the weather
You know you could do better
(You could do better)
Don't take your ringer out cause you know I wasn't better
Cut your wrist, do you feel clever?
Still hate me, for what read my letters
To what do I owe you this pleasure?
Got the ball rollin' now
Don't fold under pressure?)
Do you feel better?
We could do it all together
But you fell to simple pleasures
Baby do you feel better?
