I Aint Lyin lyrics

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Project Pat


[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 ass 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 killed 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 pus*y ass 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 kill a n*gga...
If you don't kill 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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