Lie To Me (feat. GroovyBjay)

[Intro]
“TT17, they don’t see your vision!”

[Verse 1]
[TT17]
Don’t you lie to me (don’t you lie to me)
You not my bride to be (you not my bride to be)
I-Ima sign the lease (while she sign and leave)
Don’t you lie to me
Cuz I feel like givin’ up

[Chorus]
[TT17]
Don’t you lie to me (don’t you lie to me)
You not my bride to be (you not my bride to be)
I said its “Fuck love”
I-I know I’m fucked up (fucked up)
From the blonde little bitch in the Friday night club
Friday, fuck love
Saturday, dub
And on Sunday, girls hit my phone, “I’m the one”
And on Monday, stuck
And on Tuesday, what?
And the rest of the week don’t matter, cuz they lie to me

[Verse 2]
[TT17]
(Cough, cough)
Why’d you lie to me? (why’d you lie to me)
Tiffany cried to me
And Kayla lied to me!
Bonnie sighed to me (on the side of me)
W-W-Woah
I had me a girl and I wish I never fell down
I won’t say her name but I hope she doin’ well now
“TT, go to hell” , wow
She cheated and she lied and she don’t ring a bell now

[Chorus]
[TT17]
D-D-Don’t you lie to me (don’t you lie to me)
You not my bride to be (you not my bride to be)
I said its “Fuck love”
I-I know I’m fucked up (fucked up)
From the blonde little bitch in the Friday night club
Friday, fuck love
Saturday, dub
And on Sunday, girls hit my phone, “I’m the one”
And on Monday, stuck
And on Tuesday, what?
And the rest of the week don’t matter, cuz they lie to me

[Verse 3]
[Groovybjay]
Ohh, don’t shit matter cuz you lie to me
All you ever do is keep it real, why would you lie to me? (why would you lie)
It’s sad, I think about it all the time
Why would you ride with me? (my word is real)
I told you the truth every single time
We used to body feed (goodbye)
You could sit there and question my love
Like I ain’t the one that’s doin’ the most and goin’ above
Like I ain’t just drop all my hoes for you, some fake love
Fuck all these bitches, they always lie
Next time I show love, best believe I ain’t showin’ love

[Chorus]
[TT17]
D-D-Don’t you lie to me (don’t you lie to me)
You not my bride to be (you not my bride to be)
I said its “Fuck love”
I-I know I’m fucked up (fucked up)
From the blonde little bitch in the Friday night club
Friday, fuck love
Saturday, dub
And on Sunday, girls hit my phone, “I’m the one”
And on Monday, stuck
And on Tuesday, what?
And the rest of the week don’t matter, cuz they lie to me