Luyện nghe bài hát Lies About You

It ain't a facade, I spent racks on my shoes
I goin' hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, a bag for my boo
I get them hundreds, spread them out like a wound
get you off my mind, I might die about you
My cost a dime, can't control how I move
The to the god, don't believe in voodoo
'Cause when you at the top they'll lies about you

Tell everything but the truth, get but love from my crew
I guess they hate what you do, up in coupes with no roofs
You me in a good mood, can't put a spike in my groove
Got more designer shoes
I drip, I need an
I that way for that Porsche, I think
I'm on a high
YSL, got none' but Hi-Tunes, we 'em off, no remorse
I gotta win, I can't lose, I'm feed all my boys
Huh, I my dues to these hoes
I got that flame to the torch,
ball with no court
I hit trap and quit sports, I give all thanks to the lord
I hit that yo and record, they get that from your boy, mmh

It ain't a facade, I spent racks on my shoes
I goin' hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, them out like a wound
Can't get you off my mind, I die about you
My outfit a dime, can't control how I move
The praises to the god, don't believe in
'Cause when you at the top tell lies about you

Man bag, in 'em
pants, run in 'em
Gorilla blue,
We don't with no nigga
How you want that Laurent bag?
You ain't no dick
My lil LA got jetlag, she off that coke shit
Fuck that shit, on shawty
that Ghost, where the Rari?
None of my niggas want to
Them young niggas to catch a body
We ain't wifing no thots
Threesome, them my type of
Vegas bitch tried to sell me
that ho like hell no
Main bitch tried to fuck me
And she told me he don't
If out they won't say shit
'Cause he know he gon' get
And we the violence, my young niggas be wildin'
Your baby mama be trifling, yeah

It ain't a facade, I spent racks on my shoes
I been goin' hard, I paid all cash for my
I walked in Hermes, a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out a wound
Can't get you off my mind, I might die you
My outfit cost a dime, can't how I move
The to the god, don't believe in voodoo
'Cause when you at the top tell lies about you