I ain't gone lie-e/ *4 Everything in your favor That was a divine line sent from the savior Only thing on my mind/ gotta some paper If you ain't on my time/ I'll see you later And I'll say goodbye i ahhh I gotta say goodbye i ahhh Imma say goodbye i ahh Imma have to say goodbye i ahhh Imma be honest some people outchea hateful If imma be punished why be shouldn't it be so tasteful Scheming and cunning always keep it faithful I see'em hiding I'm sliding cross the navel Remember I be dat guy dat no one wants to neighbor On the news at five please don't tell use the label On news at 9 keep playing with my paper I can lose it now. I'm fading like a taper All the booze. The ground feel like it keep shakin Pockets so thin. Lord hope I make it Sunday I can't attend. I'm outchea tryna fake it Only gotta few friends. The all know I'm mistaken Wasn't gonna spin