Fall

Fall - The Aphid lyrics

(feat. Big Ed, Mia X)

[chorus]

You ain't gotta lie to kick it,

You ain't gotta lie to kick it,

You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me,

You ain't gotta lie to kick it,

You ain't gotta lie to kick it, whats it gonna be, its gonna be you

ain't gotta lie to me [2X]

[Verse 1]

[Silkk]

Now you ain't gotta lie to me, or try to be somethin you ain't, well

obviously, you tryin to be me, but you can't, niggas wanna be local, cuz

some regional stars, type of nigga that got a little somethin, but guess

what nigga lease on his car, watch out for these bustas, or should I say

fake phonies, type of nigga that buy a Timex, put a Rolex face on it, I

see niggas be talkin to me, but I can't do nothin bout what he's sayin,

type of nigga don't get a beep all day but act a fool when uhh he

finally get page, nigga walk around stuntin, on a cellular phone, when I

ask to use it why the battery low, cuz it's always on roam, now see

this, or should I say peep this, type of nigga that get a Benz wanna

change the sign from a 3 to a 6, now ain't that funny, or should I say

ain't that nothin, shit where the hummer, where the money, shit where

the 600, type of nigga that buy dope for shit, an sell it cheaper then

what he got it, wanna admit everbody in the story an everybody he be

knowin, where the mills at, where the house on the hill at, nigga kill

that, on the real black shit where the record deal

at, shit lookin like you stole somethin, shit you owe somethin, look

everytime I see you talkin bout Silkk let me hold somethin, see don't

compare shit how I spit, but guess what if the shoe fit, go ahead, cuz

you ain't gotta lie to kick it. (That's real bitch)

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 2]

[Mia X]

See I saw clean through that ass since day one uno, the main bitch to

flaunt show, but ain't got pocket piss an no window, to throw it out, to

talk about this one an that one, pinnochio sister let me paint a clearer

picture, she once went around sayin she was engaged, she even had a lil

ring, said her nigga did his thang, come to find out she traded her

necklace an payed the difference, then gave your boy credit knowin she

struggles tryin to get it, sports fake designer bags, brags on her

clothin price tags, sayin she got em from her man, but bitch credit card

scams, got a Lexus key chain, on her cabinet car key, talkin bout she

had a 420, bitch you tryin to be me, tellin everybody how nice her crib

is, but every week she split out then back at her hoes house, I can't

stand this type of bitch cussin off nothin why try, we can never kick it

or be down but you still ain't gotta lie.

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]

[Big Ed]

Now you say you got hoes, yeah there be holes in yo socks, you say you

got dollas, but 10 ones make you not, wit the hundred on top, these

bustas gotta stop, you said you bowl for bricks to dime rocks an

payrolls got judgement on cops, where you 93 Benz, man this is a shock,

first it was a four door big body now its a 2 door drop top, tell the

truth bro, did you eat that strip of ???, nah, havin dinner in bed, tie

you up an pop it in yo mouth, say you get the down an, have em yellin an

screamin but you told my tank dawg nigga that you was straight on the

drownin, bout to be down ass nigga, I mean clown ass nigga, wanna hang

wit down ass niggas wit big nuts, an big triggas, figga, how many

rappers, frontin in this hip-hop game, straight up by sections playin it

straight like it ain't no thang, (word) my claim to fame, is Big Ed be

puttin it down like that, messin wit the hoe games on the realer,

assasin said.

[Chorus 2X]

[Silkk]

Niggas be flossin, if you see these niggas around yo block, or you see

these bitches around yo block, actin like they have all this, tell em

what they lyin for, I don't see none of it, I see you talkin bout you

got all these cars but why you catchin the bus? You have all this money,

why you askin me for money?

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