EARTHGANG – LIE TO ME Lyrics

LIE TO ME Lyrics – EARTHGANG

She got a Birkin flossing money well spent
She still in the ‘partments paying rent
Saturday Sunday he got cash to play
Monday come his pockets full of lent
Can you be honest. can you be true
Any body straight up? Lie on cue
Anybody keeping it real with you
Keep it 100 tell me the truth
Can you be honest. can you be true
Any body straight up? Lie on cue
Anybody keeping it real with you
Keep it 100 tell me the truth

Everybody buying shit rely on shit to prove your status prove you have it
Now they caught up in a role they can’t fulfill, they can’t be real it’s too dramatic
Gotta keep the audience happy
Gotta keep the haters guessing
Living a lie for folks you’ll never meet in real life so tragic
Baby got a day job it goes something like this
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Check engagement receive payments
Granting fantasies selling hella dreams
Then she takes her mask of Fenty running down her breast her true self hope she don’t forget
Say she do it for the check
My homeboy lie for his respect
Can’t wait to flex the new baguettes
Cause the world we live in keep revealing if you ain’t balling then you ain’t shit
So she gone buy Chanel to impress
He gone shop till ain’t nothing left
They fell in love with the fake till the real came out now they at each other’s neck

She got a Birkin flossing money well spent
She still in the ‘partments paying rent
Saturday Sunday he got cash to play
Monday come his pockets full of lent
Can you be honest. can you be true
Any body straight up? Lie on cue
Anybody keeping it real with you
Keep it 100 tell me the truth
Can you be honest. can you be true
Any body straight up? Lie on cue
Anybody keeping it real with you
Keep it 100 tell me the truth

Closed mouth don’t eat
Broke finger don’t tweet
Broke niggas gon hate
To distract from defeat
Look AWAY!
How you living these days?
Love languages tags and reciepts
Whoop whoop get the penalty
Paid of quick right back to the street
Flewed out on the front of the plane
Like hey! I ain’t really that cheap
She don’t really know me
She just wanna take dick
She just wanna take pics
She just wanna see the beach
And a nigga like me
Had to get it out the mud
These really my cleats
This really my blood
I’m really Denzel
One tear on my cheek
I’m rollin up weed
I’m talmbout think
She talmbout mink
Hey when you figure out what you need
Girl let it get back to me
Nips and her lips from the factory
Run through niggas like batteries
Every nude sent with a strategy
And she got it perfect
She got a purpose
She got a system
Know how to work it
That’s how she gotta
She gotta she gotta she gotta

She got a Birkin flossing money well spent
She still in the ‘partments paying rent
Saturday Sunday he got cash to play
Monday come his pockets full of lent
Can you be honest. can you be true
Any body straight up? Lie on cue
Anybody keeping it real with you
Keep it 100 tell me the truth
Can you be honest. can you be true
Any body straight up? Lie on cue
Anybody keeping it real with you
Keep it 100 tell me the truth

Perception of perfection gives me erections
Lie to me lie to me lie to me
Perception of perfection gives me erections
Lie to me lie to me lie to me

Perception of perfection gives me erections
Lie to me lie to me lie to me