This is a song about "Lying bitch"

We're made for each other

Lying ass mother fucker!

You think im lying now little bitch probably not

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

I call em up, they might fall through

You think i'm lying to you

But lying won't help in this circumstance

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Lying to protect her but it'll consume you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Down to your groin and mothafucka i ain't lying,

That scary love, never get married love

Street due to lying real estate agents.

You don’t like my shit, you must be lying,

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding