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project pat - i aint lyin lyrics

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[hook] x2
man, i’m peepin’ out the blinds
i ain’t lyin, i ain’t lyin
just got out from doin’ time
i ain’t lyin, i ain’t lyin
know these n-ggas droppin’ dimes
i ain’t lyin, i ain’t lyin
cain’t no sucka block my shine
man i’m heavy with the grind

[verse 1]
you out your rabbit -ss mind
if you think i ain’t ballin
long money b-tch
keep it flippin like dolphins
i’ma get this bread
till they put me in a coffin
if it’s money callin
i answer, no stallin
n-ggas hate to see you gettin love when you fallin
but i ain’t gon de-scuss that
where they bucks at?
errbody wanna join ya team
never trust that
muhf-ckers green
cross the team
we gon’ bust back
eenie meenie miney mo
i be stackin plenty dough
whippin up around the clock
b-tch, shop never closed
by any means… necessaray
got so many customers
i need a secretaray

[hook] x2
man, i’m peepin’ out the blinds
i ain’t lyin, i ain’t lyin
just got out from doin time
i ain’t lyin, i ain’t lyin
know these n-ggas droppin dimes
i ain’t lyin, i ain’t lyin
cain’t no sucka block my shine
man i’m heavy with the grind

[verse 2]
see n-ggas change like the seasons
change for no reasons
change when it got rough
change when it easy
n-ggas like campaign
bring your campaign
pop your 40 glock
like a bott-le of champagne
nah dog, i ain’t lookin in the rear view
20-20 vision, i’m just lookin at the real view
how can n-ggas feel you
if they don’t know the real you
actin’ like somethin that
you know i could get you k!lled fool
my patience and my temper short
but my money long
n-ggas think i got the plug
hit me on my burner phone
me and p-ssy -ss n-ggas do not get along
and broke n-ggas always ask, can they get a loan?
b-tch, you can get along
(little doggy)
choppa bullets blow your legs off
you feelin froggy
watch me like netflix
put you on a paus-y
you must got a death wish
coughs to my fawty

[outro]
man, he can talk to my muhf-cking gun, my n-gga
real sh-t
i ain’t lyin’, i’ll put some bread on a n-gga head
cause man, i know you n-ggas is racks
you n-ggas is starvin real n-ggas
and when real n-ggas try to finish it
then y’all wanna go run tell the police
you know how n-ggas you do
yeah
yeah, if i don’t k!ll a n-gga…
if you don’t k!ll the n-gga
he gon’ try to finger you out
you know what i’m sayin’?
i’ma keep this sh-t real, man
you know, i’ma keep this sh-t real



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