Women Lie, Men Lie (feat. Lil Wayne) - Yo Gotti, 42 Dugg & EST Gee

That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah I've been lyin' so much I don't know what to believe I'd be lyin' if I said this meant nothing to me A true DIY pioneer here, what the fuck do you mean? So you sign a deal, now you just puppet to be So you stealing ideas? So you stealing from me I put my time into my music, not a song every week The deeper the trench, the higher the peak I got to document my lines before you rappers comin' stealin' from me, haha And they say people lie, numbers don't Put myself as a wallpaper on my own phone To remember who was there when I'm looking for a loan Well, I'm lookin' for some help, now nobody gotta phone, huh? You were lyin' when you said you weren't lyin' Every lie's another step to the fact I'm goodbyin' Dodge a bullet when you left, yes, I'm off a good time And I hear every single truth in your silence, yeah Don't you tell me that you love me when I know you fuckin' don't That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're sorry when you knew what you was doin' That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're busy when you really chilling, oh That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're here when you already been gone That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Go ahead and hurt me with the truth I would rather have that than feel good about a lie All I wanted is for us to have trust, but you gave it all up 'Cause you couldn't stop lyin' You were lyin' when you said I wouldn't make it, you were way off I would be fucking lyin' if I said I took a day off They talk about the money that they have 'til they pay off I got a couple loans and bills to pay off, damn Well, I was on you Instagram last night Saw 100k followers, only had 11 likes Guess the numbers do lie when you pay the right price Couple pictures of your ass like, "My hair looks nice, huh?" You're online and hopin' people wanna be you Without your hair and makeup, won't let anybody see you What's funny is the fact that you don't even wanna be you Wasn't lying when I said I didn't need you, yeah Don't you tell me that you love me when I know you fuckin' don't That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're sorry when you knew what you was doin' That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're busy when you really chilling, oh That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're here when you already been gone That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah I don't believe you You told me listen but, no, I don't need to Bitch, you were evil You nothing to me, that's easy to see through No I don't need you All that you brought me was problems on problems You need to be remote And live where you left me—that's right at the bottom, yeah You lyin' if you say that you ain't a liar, I swear Tryna convince me that I'm tripping, it's all in my head I don't be trusting, your name isn't even what you said 'Cause you a lyin' ass bitch, so please don't call me up again Don't you tell me that you love me when I know you fuckin' don't That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're sorry when you knew what you was doin' That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're busy when you really chilling, oh That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah Don't you tell me that you're here when you already been gone That's a lie, lie, lie, yeah

She's a wild one never had a mild tongue Gypsy child yeah she always get the job done Walking barefoot, trippin' to the jam scene I gave her champagne now she wants a limousine Don't you know what I mean Yeah you know what I mean Had to say goodbye, cause you lie, lie lied to me I let her in then she took me for a joy ride I let her win and I still don't even know why I was singing she was smoking on a pipe dream She was living but it wasn't in reality Don't you know what I mean Yeah you know what I mean I said goodbye, cause you lie, lie lied to me I'm so tired of dealing with insanity I'm the fire baby you know you're my gasoline Yeah you know what I mean Yeah you know what I mean I said goodbye, cause you lie, lie lied to me

Only if a nigga knew like It's amazin' what 365 days can do for you This time last year niggas was like Talkin' 'bout cuttin' budgets and shit I dropped the biggest record of my career, yeah Nigga business partner with JAY Z Shout out to Ty Ty, wassup nigga? Emory, what it do? You see 'em Gotta pick 'em wisely Gotta choose 'em carefully Got niggas I know that weren't there for me Got bitches I know that don't care for me Could of went on tour with your favorite rapper and declined Why? I'm tryna break CMG So fuck that, I'm doin' mine They see I'm mad, see they call in the streets, call me back Say they miss the old Gotti, old Jeezy, old Boosie, that was real rap In New York with 3 bangers Did Jimmy Fallon with Meaghan Trainor I guess the sets won't taint him Guess the money can't change him Decisions Homie on probation Took him up to Roc Nation Let him meet Jay, told him be patient Decisions, and lil homie really got it Trying to tell him wait his turn He ain't learn, lil homie caught a body 9 times 9 is 81 I'm an 80's baby born in '81 From a family full of hustlers, youngest son They say get that money, show 'em how it's done 9 times 9 is 81 I'm an 80's baby born in '81 From a family full of hustlers, youngest son They say get that money, show 'em how it's done How it's done, got it, got it how it's done You would make that shit look easy, how it's done Gotti you make that shit look easy, how it's done Gotti you make that shit look easy, how it's done Biggest deal of my career I feel the pressure, gotta follow up Same time I can feel the feds Gettin' closer, lockin' niggas up Decisions Closer partners, they in prison Never want to be the biggest I just want to be the realest I pay 6 figures a year for a hitter Knockers, see your goon, he my nigga He got the city divided Bring it together, I tried it Fuck them lil niggas, I tried it Fuck them lil niggas, I tried it I am the king, your highness You want a problem, well find it I was too busy gettin' too many million Like now the perfect timin' Let them lil niggas in They what they do to bitch I don't be trippin' at all Whatever come with it, I'm with it Lil nigga, I swear I'm good for it all 9 times 9 is 81 I'm an 80's baby born in '81 From a family full of hustlers, youngest son They say get that money, show 'em him how it done 9 times 9 is 81 I'm an 80's baby born in '81 From a family full of hustlers, youngest son They say get that money, show 'em him how it done How it's done, got it, got it how it's done You would make that shit look easy, how it's done Gotti you make that shit look easy, how it's done Gotti you make that shit look easy, how it's done 1 million, 2 million, 3 CM9 strictly for the streets I'm tryna get a twin piece First class nigga, I'm a millionaire First class nigga, I'm a millionaire I'm tryna be the first trap billionaire I'm tryna be the first trap billionaire

June, you're a jenius Do what we want entertainment And can't be fucked with incorporated Smack a nigga ass LLC I'm on some cold gangsta shit I might get blocked out the industry (i am) Ain't wifin no hoes, no couple goals (can't do it) Still don't feel my enemies (i am) Ain't squashin' no beef, i'm fryin' it (hibachi) If it 'bout the money, i'm tryin' it (i'm tryin', i am) My price went high, it's thrity, a brick (what 'evs) Water been tight, flyin' in (whoosh) Let's say, "Goodbye" to the ghetto (hello, hello) And, "Welcome" to wealth, 90210 (rich bitch) What's happenin', gates? Mulholland estate I might turn this bitch to the trap though (skeet) And there go the neighborhood Neighbors been bitching' cause they heard The lamb' in the driveway At one in the morning, disturbing the peace (sheesh) It sounds like a plane when I drive away Might put a rolls on a lawn Fuck it ain't got no alarm New Richard Mille on my arm (factory) I'ma king, you a pawn (nigga) I'm a legend, 2pac, biggie, big pun, wu, raekwon (i am) New Ms to the city In detroit more than big sean (facts) I'm on some cold gangsta shit I got a lil' bitch on the westside Couples of hittas from South Memphis And another lil' hitta from eastside I can adapt to the pain I understand the poverty (poor) Why would I let a record label fuck over us When I did the robberies? (never gon' happen) They told me watch what I say in these raps (why) Fore they fuck around, sentence me And you better watch what you say out your mouth (shh) Whenever you mention me You not relatable I'm a street nigga and that not debatable Tryna buy loyalty, they not available I got a hundred round dick on this AR Now hold this tableble All my bitches bad, tens Bitch love so what, fuck her Hold up, we hitttin' the benz, yeah Bitch wanna fuck in this truck (Helluva made this beat baby) Yeah, motherfucker, we friends, shit 'Long she down, i'm up, bitch Don't ask my name, i'm doggy Get the head twice, dont call me Heard she had fire, i'm stalky Beat her ass down in the office Make her hit the (?) in the benz Lean, weed, drink Bitch one-off, get painted X was a ho, we ain't Turn blood, nigga, yeah bitch, he can't Gotta pay me to perc' no shit, I'm famous Nigga like smoke, not me, I'm rainin' Put in the earth, make 'er keep goin' Then put in her hair Link one, told me lil' ho, these scared Bros over hoes, ayy bitch, we sharin' 380 for the war What they want for the 'Claren I just want the truck, I'm sayin "Skrrt" (no cap) Heard you wan' fuck, take a chance (come on) If I hit her friend, I'm playin' (he is) 200 in chains, i'm dancin' Bitch, fuck a nigga ho, shoot friendly (ho, rat) All five cars not rented (none of 'em) None of these bitches can check me (none of 'em) Ask around, "who run the city?" me (Who you know run the city)

Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you? Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser When they hang up my jersey that's a 36 I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks I can retro my jersey, I been doin' this shit Couple niggas try, couple don't survive Championship rings, one to all the guys You fucked up then she fucked up, why you act surprised? You don't own the pussy, guess you can't accept the fact she lied Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Mama was a ho, I guess that's how a mama raised him Daddy was a pussy nigga so I guess she fucked with suckers All she know was lame ass niggas, look at her brother Gotti, where you been, where you been? I been out the scene countin' millions by the teens I been on vacation chillin', fuckin' bitches friends I been kinda silent, still slidin' gettin' revenge Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you? Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser When they hang up my jersey that's a 36 I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks I'm the streets MVP, it don't get real as this