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apr - no lie remix lyrics

[verse 1: apr]
i’m that rich motherf-cker y’all never heard
f-ckers think they’re better but they vision blurred
sour diesel and oe got my head spinning and my speech slurred
ladies second it’s me first
k!lled the p-ssy it’s in a he-rs-
f-ck y’all cl-sssick f-ggots
if y’all think you’re sick, then i’m the nurse
my girls and my drugs are white, sike
just wait until i take flight, mike
hating motherf-ckers will hike
and b-tch n-ggas probably bike
f-ck a b-tch then she turn dyk-
another girl and that b-tch nice
p-ss the weed don’t chief the keef
cuz that’s the sh-t i don’t like
money crush statistics and my wrist is looking dapper
these rappers they getting rowdy so soon they’ll be wrapped in wrappers
they don’t show me ’nuff respect
talk sh-t and get st-tched
you don’t have to watch the throne but know that soon that’s where i’ll sit
b-tch

[hook: rmani]
we stay riding ’till they get us
can’t n0body come and get us
cuz we riding with the realest
no lie, no lie, no lie
no lie, no lie, no lie
real n-ggas say word
you ain’t never told no lie
you ain’t never told no lie
real n-ggas say word
you ain’t never told no lie
you ain’t never told no lie
real n-ggas say true
you ain’t never told no lie
you ain’t never told no lie
that’s the sh-t i don’t do
nah, i just do it for my n-ggas trying to make it in this game before they die
hold up

[verse 2: rmani]
adot sit at ease
homie come and hop on meez
you bring drama, i’m an actor
but these problems i don’t need
said you want “real music” i bring that
your team they been whack
y’all lost dough, got no flow
with no deal and still rap
like d-mn man what’s good with that?
y’all will never be good with that?
game fame just putting you down
so you keep your -ss where i put you at
they told me quit rap
everybody thinks that
this rapping’s an a nuisance
but that meat life help me get past my thick past, i think fast
my girls give you whiplash
this bag is full of sweets, but homie who gon’ bring that riff raff
they told me hit the books, but i prefer to hit life
that good-good with some good ‘tron make good girls turn freak tonight
word

[hook]

[verse 3: apr]
now i’m a liar and that’s the truth
i got like forty thousand b-tches in the back of the phantom coupe
with the cash spread out in the back of the room
and attack with the mac in a flash, leave fumes
if a b-tch talk smack, put her on her back
pull the trigger back and cl!ck clack
got a big head, not just ego
eyes all red from the weed smoke
.40 cal baretta, that’s the sh-t that we tote
n-ggas call me chino, but really i’m filipino
and we mobbing at the movies, so ignorant but that’s we though

- apr lyrics

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