(Intro)
Ya'll n***as never want to listen to me huh?
Nobody want to believe me
Just the boy who cried wolf huh?
[Verse 1]
If I had a dollar every time I heard "This n***a rap?
The f** this n***a got on? This sh** is wack"
I swear by now I'd have a Benjamin stack
Could spend it on crap and then get it back in 10 minutes flat
This is a fact, no matter my ability to rip on the track
And spit 'till I black
Ball up a fist just to crack an instrumental
No fixing it back
I guess a n***a's style ain't a witness to that
Favorite color is pink, favorite genre is rock
But I can promise you hot hip-hop I'm not gonna stop
In cyphers, they used to get annoyed when I look
I don't even look the part, I enjoyed the wild looks
Cause as soon as I deployed my rhyme book
n***as was thinking it was the boy who cried wolf
And they got eaten, they stopped speaking
I used to want to flip, but n***as will want to hate
They want to jump me, go winky right on my face
Two Spanish pricks couldn't stand the kid
Gave me two black eyes looking like I wore stunner shades
Ain't get mad, just mad depressed, but forgot I had mad connects
Slip my n***a 50 cash to whoop his a**, while I sit and laugh
Looked at him on the ground like "I said I'd get you back" but...
[Hook]
(They don't wanna believe me)
(They don't wanna believe me)
(They don't wanna believe me)
Haha, you don't wanna believe me n***a?
Now your dumb a** layin' there with four black eyes
The truth shall set me free
But ya'll n***as won't let me be
Cause ya'll don't want to believe me huh? Huh?
Cause ya'll don't want to believe me huh? Huh?
The truth shall set me free
But ya'll n***as won't let me be
Cause ya'll don't want to believe me huh? Huh?
Cause ya'll don't want to believe me huh? Huh?
[Verse 2]
My wife been a pestilence ever since I cheated with the next chick
She feels disrespected, in essence, yes, it's wack what I did
But sh**, b**h, get over it
Cause this, is, ruining what we got
She loves me, but trusts me not
Nah, I ain't a player I just crush a lot
Literally, my high school crush was hot
I ain't gonna lie, yea we f**ed a lot
Touched a spot, and yea I really did catch feelings
But it's over, she was a drug and now I'm sober
Now my girl treating me like a convict
So what I'm honest, I'm still trifling
Same n***a undercover wifing hoes and still piping hoes
But I know when I get home I gotta deal with the psycho
Babe I'm not cheating, I been stopped creeping
She ain't hearing it, god forbid it goes down on her period
End of story, period
Now I gotta deal with this sh** for 5 days (and hey yo..)
I guess it's her way or the highway
Now I'm a liar, caught up in a fire
"I know about Makeeta, but who the f** is Nya!?"
She's still a rider, but I can't provide the truth
In her eyes no matter how hard
I try, why would I lie?
Lies are lies but, why should I share the truth?
God damn, why am I here?
I'm being honest with you, but why should I care?
It's cause...
[Hook]