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Being Honest (Remix) [feat. G Herbo]

de Kay Flock

'Stand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm

How you love me? I'm up in the booth (booth)
Said I'm lying, like show me the proof (the proof)
Get in my bag, put a sixth in a deuce (deuce)
She like, "Who Wockesha?" Bitch, that's juice (that's juice)
And you can't walk a mile in my shoes (my shoes)
You ain't throw as much shots as I threw (you threw)
You don't tote on the Glock like I do
And you definitely don't bend that block like I do (like)

Lately, I've been feelin' alone (alone)
But I'm clutchin' my chrome (my chrome)
Pray to my mama I'm gon makе it home
20 missed calls, I ain't answеr my phone (my phone)
Then I heard JB ain't make it home (home)
They say: Flocka, keep up and be strong (strong)
Nah, why? 'Cause that shit was wrong (wrong)
And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em

I got my front, but is you behind me? ('Hind me)
Get goofy like Martin and Gina
Or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy (like)
Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby
I brought my pole if she think she gon' line me (line me)
With the. 30, I move extra cocky
If I ain't dead or in jail, they can't stop me (stop me)
Gotti and Notti and Scottie, my top three (like)

Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti)
Sosa with Knockski in lobby (lobby)
Know a 'ooter who aim for skullatis
He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti)
If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know)
So I got him, he stay right beside me (beside me)
I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (funny)
She keep tellin' me: Flocka, you got me (she got me)

Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti)
Sosa with Knockski in lobby (lobby)
Know a 'ooter who aim for skullatis
He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti)
If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know)
So I got him, he stay right beside me (beside me)
I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (funny)
She keep tellin' me: Flocka, you got me (she got me)

Is you gon' climb for me if it get rocky? (Rocky)
A parole shinin' through like it's hockey
Can't box right now, bullets punchin' like Ali (Ali)
Gotta keep it, I know they gon' watch me (watch me)
And I know that the feds tryna lock me (they lock me)
Ridin' with it, I hope they don't stop me (don't stop me)
If they do, then it's gon' be a high-speed (skrrt, skrrt)
I pray God take the wheel, hope he got me (got me, like)

I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm

You better up first, boy, you better not let 'em (let 'em)
Hop out first, you better catch 'em (skrrt)
They only got one up on you if you let 'em (let 'em)
How he talk down, you fed or you fed 'em? (Fed 'em)
Nigga dougie got shot, that's on bro, I'ma dead 'em (I'ma dead 'em)
He can't come to this block, I won't let 'em (won't let 'em)
Lil Notti, he spot 'em, he got 'em, he get 'em (get 'em)
And Lil Drama gon' hop out and stretch 'em

Dougie B, he gon' throw like McGrady (McGrady)
Balla B, he be throwin' like Brady (Brady)
Ballin' for JB, this shit got no safety (no safety)
When we up, better duck, we go crazy (go crazy)
We gon' hit up his ligament, shit leave him lazy
That's on bro, I got shots for who hate me
We them EBK, DOA, GBG babies
Get Back Gang, that's how they raised me, like

And I told bro there's gon' be another one
I got booked for the chop, bought another one ('nother one)
And I promise they won't take my mother son (mother son)
Think that I'm goin', these lil' niggas dumb or somethin' (dumb or somethin')
Who these lil' niggas think that I'm runnin' from? (Runnin' from, yeah)
(Who these lil' niggas think that I'm runnin' from?)
(They stupid, they dumb, or somethin')

I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm

I don't understand this

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