I Ain’t Gotta Lie lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck you thought it was boy?
Eastside sh*t n*gga
1 up

[Verse 1]
Mobbin' in the two door
Looking like the new Hov
Pockets on fat Albert
Last name pull hoes
So many groupie b*tches in the condo it's a group home
And these n*ggas acting like they Jordan when they Luc Long
Forgiato two tone
Pour me out I'm too strong
Slanging hard wood not the type of sh*t you hoop on
Super Bowl flows but I still get my Manute on
Young JJ Redi*k boy don't make me get my Duke on
Ha boy I been out here too long
Young boss n*gga I'm at V Live with a suite on
Drinking smart water with a fruit bowl
Boy I got old ventures with yo new ho

[Hook]
I'm tired of these n*ggas
No I'm not a killer but I gotta pull the trigger
Put a end to your lives my n*gga and in the end only would a true survive n*gga
I ain't gotta lie, lie
n*gga I ain't gotta lie, lie
I ain't gotta lie to these b*tches
I ain't gotta lie, I ain't gotta lie
[Verse 2]
Young n*gga established
Closest full of ballast
Golf course clean today I'm pulling out the caddy
24 years old and still got grudges with my daddy
That's some sh*t I can't get over like I caught a flat in traffic
My fan base expanding, doing shows in Spanish
Married women going nuts, her husband last name Planters
I upgraded my standards, I ain't f*cking no more dancers
And all my whips tinted like the master went camping
Lacks to the floor I been planing sh*t
n*ggas better react to the flow I'm the man this year
And I'mma f*ck yo girlfriend again this year
And every n*gga that was hating he a fan this year

[Hook]
I'm tired of these n*ggas
No I'm not a killer but I gotta pull the trigger
Put a end to your lives my n*gga and in the end only would a true survive n*gga
I ain't gotta lie, lie
n*gga I ain't gotta lie, lie
I ain't gotta lie to these b*tches
I ain't gotta lie, I ain't gotta lie