Designer Deception

# #RAM4LIFEOFFICIAL #RAM4LIFEHEAT #CHEEKS #rapfame_official #rapfame_ar_team (Yeah) I was out here grindin' in the mud, thought you held the weight (weighted down) Shared my secrets and my locker combination to the safe (on God) Caught you smilin' in my face while you plottin' on a play Now the air is turnin' cold and the sky is lookin' grey (cold world) I bought you jewelry, keep it real, I kept your stomach full Never thought the one I loved would be the one to pull the wool (why?) You was lookin' for an exit, lookin' for a way to climb Traded loyalty for vanity, you wasted all my time (all my time) I seen the messages, the hidden folders in the cloud You was plottin' with a sucker, tryna make your mama proud? (nah) With a leather strap and buckles, yeah that monogrammed leather Thought that bag was gonna make your heavy weather feel better But the rain still fallin' and the guilt gonna sink in While you layin' in that suite, thinkin' 'bout the sin (think about it) Memphis streets don't love nobody, especially a snake You sold your soul for a logo, that's a massive mistake. Traded out a king for a suite and a bag Now you lookin' real hollow with that designer tag You snaked me for the glitter, now the gold turned black Once you cross that line, ain't no turnin' back Traded out a king for a suite and a bag Now you lookin' real hollow with that designer tag You snaked me for the glitter, now the gold turned black Once you cross that line, ain't no turnin' back. (Look) Room 402, yeah I know the floor and the number (I know) Had me out here stressin', losin' sleep and losin' slumber You was postin' on the 'gram like you made it on your own While I'm sittin' in the kitchen, starin' silent at the phone (damn) That Italian leather smellin' like betrayal and the lies I can see the desperation hidden deep inside your eyes (I see you) You wanted luxury, you wanted high-end thread Now you sleepin' with the enemy in a king-size bed (traitor) I gave you keys to the kingdom, you just wanted the lobby Betrayin' solid men must be your favorite hobby (yeah) You a seasonal player, I was lookin' for a pro Now you just another face that I used to know (just a ghost) Keep the room service, keep the champagne on the ice Hope that temporary feelin' was worth the permanent price 'Cause the bag gonna wear out and the room gotta check out And you left with a name that I'm forced to spit out. Traded out a king for a suite and a bag Now you lookin' real hollow with that designer tag You snaked me for the glitter, now the gold turned black Once you cross that line, ain't no turnin' back Traded out a king for a suite and a bag Now you lookin' real hollow with that designer tag You snaked me for the glitter, now the gold turned black Once you cross that line, ain't no turnin' back.