Why Would I Lie Songtext
von Kap G

I′ve been down there like a hundred times
Why would I lie I'm a get this money till I die
Why would I lie I just roll that green I get so high
Why would I lie I′m a get this money till I die
Why would I lie hey hey hey
Why would I lie hey hey hey
Why would I lie I'm a get this money till I die
Why would I lie I just roll that green I get so high
Why would I lie


50 migo deep on riding the Acura
TMZ shooters them ain't no cameras
The teachers said I′ll probably end up a janitor
Waffle House meals, now my eggs scrambled up
Bitch better cuff your girl I just might catch her up too
Now she going abra cadabra not buying these
Shit they ain′t adding up I need 10% let me talk to your manager
I told you like a hundred times this ain't no dollar signs
That′s just a waste of time will you ball up will you man up
When the judge give you nine hey I might drink a line fk it
Get carona with the line hey I might sit your girl for six seconds
Yea enough to make a vine eh workers in the field picking apple cuts
Like a rubber masking out they break into your house then in
Your macintosh vegetarian this an apple
My name kap G but I don't capitalize
Like J caprice I like to rap a lot hold on revlon
You are trap a lot why would you was handing out
I′ve been down there like a hundred times

Why would I lie I'm going to get the money until I die
Why would I lie I just roll that green I get so high
Why would I lie I′m a get this money until I die
Why would I lie hey hey hey
Why would I lie hey hey hey
Why would I lie I'm going to get the money until I die
Why would I lie I just roll that green I get so high
Why would I lie


High as A parachute I will embarass you
Jordans on like it's a marriage you
Amazing what she will do for a pair of shoe
Come in like a senior I feel like a mayor too
I′m about to kill them like my name is Terry U
Opps I mean Terry O what′s your scenario
They will be right here need to go to a burial
My life is a movie follow me on peristal
I rather stock a dime you can chase a dime
I ain't got time my boy keep the strap I′ll be
Down to it it's I ain′t got mine
I'm up in mulla agent mulla
Eh baby him my last say she want to blow me
That′s a dandelion
Why would I lie Why would I lie
What you going to do when you run out of supply
What you going to do if the partner that you knew
Turn his back up on you take a piece of your pie
I'm from the south where you fold and you fry
Slide up in my dm and I might reply
A player young and I sense I may retire
Cook a tray onion rings on the side
Done it like a hundred times
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