This is a song about "Lie to me"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Everything you tell me is lie

So let me tell you about this guy

Ask me why ? i can't lie/

Last words to a rat homie:"why you lie?"

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

If you speak about me, i'll know when you lie to me, i'll know when you snitch

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You lie me down and tell me that you'll never let me die, then you kiss me

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Live a lie don't ask me why. i wrote a letter to the ghetto,

Why would they lie to you to cover the truth

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Sometimes i start to wonder, was it just a lie?

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why