Why you gotta lie?

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

I'm a cypher , I'm the queen , I'm the one that got the dream

Hit 50 on the block get to 60 then I stop I ain't never ran the

Ran the clock , I keep rapping till I drop. I ain't never punched

A line but I kick it all the time. When I lay back , I recline and

I think about the time. I ain't never had it right till I went up on

The mic. I was rapping all day, to the evening, to the night.

Tryin' make that money, make it fast, push the petal, to the

Gas. How I know this gone last ? Get the ball and never pass,

Then I sit up and ask why you gotta break that glass? I ain't

Gotta pay for it, but I gotta pray for it, put my hands up in the

Sky then I rap this alibi , saying why you gotta lie

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

My mouth goin' and my rap on fleek, I'll be rapping all day so

Don't worry bout me, keep it chill, keep it real, wanna pop it for

A mill, wanna make that dollar bill, but I still gotta kill. Tryin' make

My lyrics ill, man I think I need a pill, I ain't never wanna steal gotta

Let my life live, I been running all day you don't wanna see me trip.

I been rapping in the gang, ain't nobody got shot, I been rocking with

Ya' man, now you calling me a Thot, I am not, you a lie I don't wanna

See you cry. I been killing this game, I don't wanna see you die that's

A lie, yes I do point the finger on you,saying:

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

I don't rap for the money or rap for the fame. I been all my life ain't a

Darn thing, this rap to easy I been killing my slang, I been doing my

Thing, tryin' make the sky rain, still pop it for a mill, but I still stay chill

Got 100's in my purse, cause my luggage too filled, I'm just playin' I

Ain't rich, but I bet I make a mill, I am real, off the fake throw a middle

At who hate, I been rapping to much, I think I need a mix tape. Saying

Why you gotta hate, but that's another song, another story build that

House amonistory.

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4, yeah(x3)

Saying why you gotta lie (lala) x4, yeah(x3)

He's a ring, a king, he'd buy me anything, he was the realest of the rise,

I bump them other guys, he never tried to hide he stood their by my side

I would look into his eyes and think about the time before we start fussing,

Before we start cussing, you was writing rhymes you kissed me all the time,

I use to count my money while you pinch my dimes. But I guess I look back to

The good times, can't blame face time, keep the dolla' sign. I meet you on Instagram

So you know you mine. That was his fault now let me tell you mine.

I was counting money, then the phone rang I got up and happy then the mood changed

My friend was on the phone, then she start to say “you know your man out their fooling with

Some girl today”. I say “girl you lying.” She say come and see, she say they in my yard playing

Kiss me. I throwed up my hand and said “so be”. This boy must don't really know about me. So,

I got this old teddy bear he bought me, I set it on fire, I really don't know why, I don't wanna cry,

But I gotta try. He walked in my room and said“ girl why?” He held me to his chest and said don't

Cry, I pushed him away and said “goodbye”. At the same time you ain't gotta lie.

Why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah(x3)

Saying why you gotta lie (lala) x4 yeah (x3)