This is a song about "Lies love rap friends"

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Stop tellin yourself lies

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

They’re selling pies, telling lies, we’re just simply spitting lies,

See me rap and you feel like a stranger in love/

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

What i really like to do is live, love, eat, play, rap, make love too.

I need a backyard full court size

It all simply feels like lies

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Sting like a bee then float away peacefully like a dove, kinda like rap think i'm in love

Cause they hide behind lies

Sky high, iced out paradise

This bitch'll have ya wakin up with all your cash missini'm askin, as if i'm qualified to analyze

U try to apologize..more lies..i can see it in your eyes..this is where our love dies