[Chorus] I can't lie I go up I turn up with all my niggas We like bitches I mean women We pop bottles They roll up Same old shit Swear this life is everlasting People tell me that I'm different Don't look at me like I'm tripping I'm grown up Sometimes I just wanna live cliche Sometimes a nigga wanna be cliche Some days I just wanna do me, babe
[Verse 1] I'm back on my shit again I'm going in again Let's go for the win again I do what I feel like whenever I feel like I might fuck your bitch again I might drop the top on the whip again Broke niggas thinking they rich again With all of this money I'm making, hoe I think that I'm Mitch again Yeah, I gotta Snapchat this I need some niggas I can backtrack with Fuck the fake shit, y'all can have that shit Don't cuff that hoe, nigga, pass that bitch Y'all had that bitch Hide the money, don't flash that shit Got a pistol in the car right now My own niggas don't even know I have that shit Yeah, when you work for yourself Got your Mondays feeling like your Fridays Living in the fast lane Trying to do a buck forty in the driveway I might just have me a water I got to feel like the water Can't fuck around Let's go all in Late nights They saying good morning
[Chorus] I can't lie I go up I turn up with all my niggas We like bitches I mean women We pop bottles They roll up Same old shit Swear this life is everlasting People tell me that I'm different Don't look at me like I'm tripping I'm grown up Sometimes I just wanna live cliche Sometimes a nigga wanna be cliche Some days I just wanna do me babe
[Verse 2] You ain't gotta listen to me I notice I'm not your man No, I do not give a damn And if we ain't on good terms You can not ride with my fam You can't say hi to my fam Just say goodbye to my fam Won't let you lie to my fam Cause you ain't gone die for my fam You ain't at the table to break down the pie for my fam First class flying Chilling with the pilot Switch climates Got a tenant that can buy it She wanna buy it and buy it just wanna buy it Everything for the sale Come and try it Higher the volume Wu-Tang trying Head working Hell yeah nigga fire He say I ain't the god Then that nigga lying I said I'm the god not God Nigga, I am A legend a legend I say that I say that I meant it My partner he just caught a sentence All my niggas with me with them racks and playing tennis Just got back from Houston they no longer ride on spinners Pull up in that sprinter nigga looking like it's rented Beamer coupe I don't get along with the ceiling I ain't really fucking with the songs I don't feel it
[Chorus] I can't lie I go up I turn up with all my niggas We like bitches I mean women We pop bottles They roll up Same old shit Swear this life is everlasting People tell me that I'm different Don't look at me like I'm tripping I'm grown up Sometimes I just wanna live cliche Sometimes a nigga wanna be cliche Some days I just wanna do me, babeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
