This is a song about "Maybe that s a lie"

Strapped up to a lie detector

Uh, for worse or for better

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Let's see you try and come test me, it ain't a lie that i'm deadly

Due to my underselling no i did not get that bentley

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

That ain't a lie as this ends with your fatal cry

She gotta hold her head up high

This shit is all a lie

The fuckin devil is a lie.

I mean the game been dry

How we're livin a lie

That new c-l fly

And i know that your supply

The devil is a lie