Plies

Plies - Tired Of Lying 2 U lyrics

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Hey Man All My Niggas Out Here 

Man Who Out Here Like Me Dawg 

Who Out Here Head First My Nigga 

Chasin These Street Dreams Dawg 

Lets Fall Back Man 

Let Me Talk For You Real Quick Homie 



God Man Its Just Some Thing I Wanna Talk To You About Man I 

I Know Right Now Im Probably, 

Probably The Last Nigga U Wanna Hear From 

You Know Man I Just Wanna U To Know God Man Im Tied Of Lyin To You 



[Chours:] 

God I Want U To Know Im So Tired Of Lyin To You 

I Dont Even Know The Reason Why In The Fuck I Even Lie To You 

So If You Stop Fuckin Wit Me Right Now I Understand 

But I Guess That Would Leave Out Here Thug On My Own Then [x2] 



I Told Them Motha Fuckers If I Die They Dont Know Where I Go 

Cause Alot Of Us Out That That We Think Goin To Heaven That Just Aint Gonna Go 

And Some Of Us Go To Church Every Sunday And Still Aint Gonna Go 

God I Lie To U To Much That The Reason Dont Know Where Im Gonna Go 



I Remember The Little Hoe Butt That I Told That I Wasnt Gonna Fuck Raw No More 

I Guess What I Shouldve Said That I Wasnt Gonna Fuck Her Raw No More 

And After My Homeboy Got Killed I Promise You I Was Gonna Start Come To Church 

But Instead Of Comin To Church I Jump In The Game Head First 



It Seems Like Weddings And Funernals The Only Time I Step Foot In Church 

But If I Was Locked Up Right Now Shit Ud Be My Bestfriend 

Cause That When Nigga Seem Like They At Lowest Point Of There Life Then 

My Dawg Locked And Every Time I Talk To Him God All Im Hearin 



I Like I Told Him Them Cracker Let Him Out Tomorrow He'll Back Robbin Again 

And I Dont Know Why We Sit Down And Lie To You About Some Fuck Shit 

And Like They Say The One That Love You Get There Ass To Kiss 

I Guess Thats The Best Way To Explain Me And Your Relationship 



[Chours] 



I Told My Mama "Shit, God Must Be A Pain Freak" 

Cause After All These Lies And Broken Promises 

Dawg Still Fuck Wit Me 

And Im Gonna Be Honest Wit You God Shit I Wouldnt Even Fuck Wit Me 

But When I Was On My Dick Shit U Could Stop Hearin From Me 

And Soon As My Money Got Straight Shit You Stop Hearin From Me 

And After My Brother Gone And Died I Promised You I Thought Wit The Dope Game 

And As Soon As Them 22's Come Out I Got Right Back In The Dope Game 

And I Remember Bein On My Knees Throwin Up My Insides 

Have Heavy Yak In My System Felt Like I Was About To Fuckin Gonna Die 

I Told You I Wasnt Gonna Drink No More Shit There Go Another Lie 

I Know One Day All This Thugin Shit Got To Come To An End 

I Understand That One Day My Life Got To Come To An End 



[Chorus] 



God Man Its Just, 

Just So Much Fucked Up Wit Me Right Now 

Man Just Tiring Be Out Here And U Know Tiring To Get Money 

And Fuck Wit All These Hoes 

And U Know I-I-I Find Time For Everything Else, 

But Seem Like I Dont Never Got No Time For You 

My Grandma Always Tell Me Man 

I-I Just Need To Just Join Somebody Church 

Man And And Give My Life Over To God Man 

And God U Just Know Man Just Right Now Man U Better Know Than Anybody Man 

U Just U Just Know Im Full Of Shit U Know I Aint Fitin Do Right Right Now 

I Dont Know If This Gonna Effect U Know What Im Sayin Me Me Gettin Into Heaven 

But U Know I Just Want U To Know Man Im Im Just Tired Of Lyin To You Man 

And I Feel That Like If Im Gonna Deal Wit You 

I Feel Like I Should Deal Wit You Like You A Real Nigga 

I Dont Know Why You Ive Seen The Ive Seen The Lag Fourgers 

Man You Shit I Know U Probably Feel Like Im Bull Shitin U Right Now 

But U Know God Man I-I-I Just Want You To Know Man Im Tired Of Lyin To You Man 

And I Just Feel Like If Im Gonna Fuck Wit You I Need To Fuck Wit U All The Way 

And Man Regaurdless Of What You Know Alot Of People Think 

Man I Im Tryin To Go To Heaven 

Man U Got To Know I Got A Good Heart 

Man God I Just Want You To Know Man In Tired Of Lyin To You 



[Chours]




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