Honest Too - Maximillian

If I'm being honest Know you a problem And I don't care to solve it I tried to stall it But this liquor got me calling It got me all in Just tryna get you out that studio apartment Cause you top 10 And no you not 10 You got good brain And you can hold discussion topics Keep it on the low Don't wanna be no trending topic Hit you when I need it But don't treat you like an option Only if I'm being honest You know I miss you shawty Miss the way you do it just for me I'm the only one to blame Know my pride came in between us I came to my senses Know it probably doesn't mean much Open when I'm faded Know that you've been more than patient But I can't do this on my own You give me confidence Guess I just needed time To weigh out the consequence Met me on common ground Love ain't no competition You got my best interest If I'm being honest Know you a problem And I don't care to solve it I tried to stall it But this liquor got me calling It got me all in Just tryna get you out that studio apartment Cause you top 10 And no you not 10 You got good brain And you can hold discussion topics Keep it on the low Don't wanna be no trending topic Hit you when I need it But don't treat you like an option Only if I'm being honest

Trees lose their leaves to the snow Words cut like ice as you go No amount of covers could keep me warm And I've been freezing since the day you walked away All you ever wanted was a free ride All I ever wanted was your love You gave it all away to start a new life I guess what I could give wasn't enough You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Why do we have to call it the night shit? Why do we have to hide all of our vices? You just don't like it when I'm this open I'm not crazy, this isn't a crisis I'm just tryna figure out if I'm in love It's not promiscuous, it's just owning it You need to let go of what a good girl does It's not that obvious, it's my prerogative It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest But at least I'm honest It might not be how you thought it But I'm not that heartless At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest You wanna call me names When I do what I do, but you're doing the fuckin' same So don't look at me that way, like you thought I was a saint If I tell you the truth then there's nothing else to explain I'm just tryna figure out if I'm in love It's not promiscuous, it's just owning it You need to let go of what a good girl does It's not that obvious, it's my prerogative It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest But at least I'm honest It might not be how you thought it But I'm not that heartless At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Don't want you to be disheartened Tryna do the right thing Tell you the truth 'bout how I'm feelin' That's gotta mean something It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest But at least I'm honest It might not be how you thought it But I'm not that heartless At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted (it might not be what you wanted) But at least I'm honest (but at least I'm always honest) But at least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted (it might not be what you wanted) But at least I'm honest (but at least I'm always honest) But at least I'm honest Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh

RJ always trippin', man RJ always trippin', man Ayy, ayy, ayy I don't like niggas and that's the, uh I don't like niggas and that's the honest to God truth (Hmm) I'm gon' kill niggas and that's a promise, I wanna shoot (Huh) Slap the beam on the 45, AR make 'em take a nosedive Big ol' 40, we don't got no 9's Chopper chop off a nigga whole side Pussy, we get to movin' shit like RVin' I fuck your bitch and change my clothes like I'm Clark Kent And ayy, I'm that nigga that like to start shit Walk out that bar, no headlights, get this car lit (Ayy) I'm a workin' ass nigga with no time for games You's a perpin' ass nigga, you all kinds of lame Baby twerkin' with them Perkys in her Prada thang Up this FN, you not my friend, don't say not a thing Kiss your bitch on her neck, make her coochie rang I put cream on her face, now she Gucci Mane Tooda Man, that's my twin 'cause we shoot the same Want so much more, 'bout to tell Hush make me a hookah chain I whoop a bitch with the belt like I'm Pootie Tang Sada ting at the trap, gotta move the yay And I hold the chopstick like a ukulele In the Yukon, u-turn, bust your brain Why I make you need a towel? 'Cause we party wild And your daughter love a nigga more than Barbie dolls And your son love a nigga more than action figures But he 'bout to lose a father figure when I whack them niggas And I just bought 12 Percs off Tire Man And I got more work than Allen Iverson Got more money than your grandaddy retire with And I'm in every bitch crib like a Fire Stick I'm in every bitch crib like some UGG boots I be in every bitch face like, "I love you" Lyin' straight to them bitches is what thugs do Up my 5 on them bitches is what Bloods do I be in every nigga face like, "Fuck you" A freaky man, hit your bitch with that ooh-wee-ooh That skillet, man, hit that man with that rug-a-roo Lay the smack down on you niggas or I Roody-Poo, bitch I don't like niggas and that's the honest to God truth (Hmm) I'm gon' kill niggas and that's a promise, I wanna shoot (Huh) Slap the beam on the 45, AR make 'em take a nosedive Big ol' 40, we don't got no 9's Chopper chop off a nigga whole side

I lied just a little When I said, "I need you" You stretched the truth When you said that you knew Just can't believe it There's nothing to say I was almost honest Almost Living alone Can't stand this place It's four in the morning And I still see your face I was nearly pure When I said I loved you You were semi-sincere You said, "I'd bleed for you" We were kind of candid Now you've gone away You were almost honest Almost Living alone Falling from grace I want to atone But there's just empty space I can't face tomorrow (I can't face tomorrow) Now you're not coming back (not coming back) Walked off in the night (walked off) And just left me the tracks (just left me the tracks) I question your call by the tone of your voice I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice It happened that night when you told me to go Don't ask who's to blame, I don't know Living alone (Living alone) Falling from grace I want to go (I want to go) But there's just empty space I can't face tomorrow (can't face tomorrow) Now you're not coming back (not coming back) Walked off in the night (walked off) And just left me the tracks (just left me the tracks) Almost, almost honest Almost, I was almost honest Almost, almost honest Almost, I was almost honest Almost, almost, almost honest Almost, I was almost honest