Chris Sydd - LIAR

Why these stalking niggas all up on my neck for?
Knots dont fit designer imma try the next store
Nigga tryna copy copy yeah he salty
Black nails with the garments everybody thinks im Gay
Im just sayin
Kawasaki now she wet
Went through hell with you how could i forget
Now he hittin save on all your angles
It was fun but i knew our time was done yeah
I guess (i guess)
Sliding out the backdoor with that gwalla yea Finesse finesse
Bad lil bitch a succubus she comin from the gallows
Me and my niggas Zay and Marlo
Used to gut out Monte Carlos
Since a youngin i wasn't playin
Now these niggas on my jock now (huh?)
Fear of God on,
You aint with it
And im high as fuck like summrs you can't hit this
Almost died in 2020, God my witness
Fuckin on your bitch oh no not again!
Yeah hoes they come and go, no i can't love again
Lord of my sinners dark lord of the Vatican
I don't care bout what it costs me
Popped and poured a fo' up i feel complete
Blackstar martyr
Thats means imma die young
And im good for it,
she wonder if im good for her
Then i passed that lil bitch to my slime
I can't fall in love yeah its too aggressive

Written by:
Dylan Tryon

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