Ain’t Gone Lie Lyrics By Real Boston Richey
Yeah
Mm, turn me up a lil’ more, brother
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
(Andree, run it up)
Only got myself, it’s just me
Just me
Standin’ ten toes on this *** (Call that boy Duhvinci how he up it and just paint ***)
‘Til the Lord call my name
Uh
Only got myself, it’s just me
Uh, self esteem the key, no matter what, I keep it G
Blick up on the seat, I’m watchin’ whoever watchin’ me
I’m givin’ Instagrams to all them niggas who ever called for me
I’m givin’ Goyard bags to all my ***, that’s why they flock to me
If the *** don’t do hair or do some nails, the *** can’t talk to me
I ain’t gon’ lie, I done been through Hell, I make a *** walk to me
Ain’t gon’ lie, *** can’t *** my brother, the *** can’t talk to me
Ain’t gon’ lie, ***, I get too *** ’cause I been goin’ through ***
Ain’t gon’ lie, yeah, I been cheatin’ ’cause I don’t like no borin’ ***
Ain’t gon’ lie, you got me *** up, laid up on some horny ***
If you can’t eat it up when I need you to, the *** I need you, ***?
*** you, ***, let me pack my ***, that’s some *** I can’t put up with
You know it’s disrespectful if you ask me, “Boston, who you pulled up with?”
Five years ago when I pulled up, I would floss when I pulled the ***
Got two sticks and a glizzy in this ***, the crackers better not pull this ***
Watched a *** that I loved changed on me, ***, I’m through with this
If I smack a ***, won’t put it on the ‘Gram, won’t know who I’m ‘to it with
When it come to buyin’ Bub’ and ridin’ fancy cars, ***, I influence this
Before I bought a car, I was stealin’ cars, *** ***, I ain’t new to this
***, I stayed down with all this ***, ***, I’m true to this
You know when a *** steal, you gon’ turn around like, “Who to hit?”
Why the *** these *** niggas playin’ with my name? *** know I’m too legit
The way this switch’ll bust off, make that bang, *** need a coolin’ kit
I told that *** she could lose my number, ***, you dead, you on bougie ***
Louie V pants, Balenciaga bomber, why the *** I can’t lose a ***?
***, I’m turned up than a ***, but I be on that coolin’ ***
Boston be smilin’ like a ***, but he’ll get on that stupid ***
Only got myself, it’s just me
Uh, self esteem the key, no matter what, I keep it G
Blick up on the seat, I’m watchin’ whoever watchin’ me
I’m givin’ Instagrams to all them niggas who ever called for me
I’m givin’ Goyard bags to all my ***, that’s why they flock to me
If the *** don’t do hair or do some nails, the *** can’t talk to me
I ain’t gon’ lie, I done been through Hell, I make a *** walk to me
Ain’t gon’ lie, *** can’t *** my brother, the *** can’t talk to me