Kay Flock - Being Honest (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kay Flock - Being Honest (en) Lyrics
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'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
Mmm, I don't understand this
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 make it home
Twenty missed calls, I ain't
answer 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)
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)
Before I focused on rap, I was sloppy
.40 Glocks used to pop
where the opps be
Used to drop hollows now I drop heat
If you speakin' on the
'raq, I'm top three
I ain't talkin' videos they, watch me
He can't come to his
hood, that's not me
I'm a one of one, lotta niggas
took L's on a one-on-one
Pull up, hunnid shooters
and a hunnid guns
Big bro told me, "Swerv',
get shit straight"
Brodie made it off rap,
he used to risk-take
I made two-three mill' off my mixtapes
All this ice, you would think
a nigga wrist ache
I've been eatin' too good,
havin' big steaks
Everybody used to hate,
got the shit face
I'm like "Long live Nip',
this a marathon"
But if it really was a race,
you in sixth place
Pussy, Swervo gon' kill
if you push me, uh
Gotta take drops, so I been
sippin' Basa, I used to
smoke loud on a zookie
And I got security wit' me,
but lil' bro'll still pull
up with a fully (Brr)
And I'm still Humble Beast 'cause
I'm from the streets
But I'm quick to pull up on my bully
You know that, go, go,
go, ayy, go, go, go
Faceshot, Kay Flock, ayy, blow
Uh, uh, ayy, gang shit, nigga
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