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Lies Video (MV)




Performed By: Jyoungin
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Jack Young




Jyoungin - Lies Lyrics




I got em tellin lies and they scared to admit it
You fake as hell cuz you just tryna fit in
I get the cash and I'm gettin the digits
Bust down and I chill in my fitted
Work hard I came up from the bottom
Drive fast I might die but I caught em
Yo mans dead you surprised but they shot him
Stay safe from the fakes yea you gotta
You get high to get by but I'm vibin
Skirt off with lil shawty she tryin
To marry me I can't like cuz I'm wit it
The two of us yea the bread we gon get it
Swerving lanes dippin dodge all the whips in the fast lane
Got game
Goin 95 I95 whip around the cops can't catch me

Get it fast ain't no time to waste
12 around yea I'm out getting chased
Pull up bruh cuz I'm just tryna race
Beast dawg you can see on my face
I ain't tryna catch no case so I skirt
Got designer dripping down to my shirt

Sippin on drink
How I get thru depression I steady progress and I sit and I think
Bout how I came from the bottom I sat and I thought and I started to sing
Told myself that I want it I hopped in the booth and I'm doing my thing
Wanna shine
So I got no other choice but to grind
Gotta win yea I got it on my mind
Bright future in this life imma find
Gonna get it gonna win it's my time
Watch out for the fakes
Yeah we duck and chase
People fake Lying to your face
Get the cake So one day you can say
Bitch I'm here get the hell out my way
Shine bright till I get to the top
Work hard ain't no way imma stop
Used to cry when I sat and I thought
Took them tears wiped em up w a mop
Music man where I find my escape
In this world that you filling w hate
They say it's fake but I'm saying it's fate
I'm the man baby look at the tape
I don't tote no guns
I ain't do no drugs
I'm just tryna have fun
Tell my momma that I won
Get my brothas out the mud
Show my family I'm the one
Show the haters that they done
Bank account finna sky like a rocket
Peep the wave that they all tryna hop in
Show these boys that they ain't gotta copy
Cuz I'm here by myself and I got it

Get it fast ain't got no time to waste
12 around yea I'm out getting chased
Pull up bruh cuz I'm just tryna race
Beast dawg you can see on my face
I ain't tryna catch no case so I skirt
Got designer dripping down to my shirt
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English

I got em tellin lies and they scared to admit it
You fake as hell cuz you just tryna fit in
I get the cash and I'm gettin the digits
Bust down and I chill in my fitted
Work hard I came up from the bottom
Drive fast I might die but I caught em
Yo mans dead you surprised but they shot him
Stay safe from the fakes yea you gotta
You get high to get by but I'm vibin
Skirt off with lil shawty she tryin
To marry me I can't like cuz I'm wit it
The two of us yea the bread we gon get it
Swerving lanes dippin dodge all the whips in the fast lane
Got game
Goin 95 I95 whip around the cops can't catch me

Get it fast ain't no time to waste
12 around yea I'm out getting chased
Pull up bruh cuz I'm just tryna race
Beast dawg you can see on my face
I ain't tryna catch no case so I skirt
Got designer dripping down to my shirt

Sippin on drink
How I get thru depression I steady progress and I sit and I think
Bout how I came from the bottom I sat and I thought and I started to sing
Told myself that I want it I hopped in the booth and I'm doing my thing
Wanna shine
So I got no other choice but to grind
Gotta win yea I got it on my mind
Bright future in this life imma find
Gonna get it gonna win it's my time
Watch out for the fakes
Yeah we duck and chase
People fake Lying to your face
Get the cake So one day you can say
Bitch I'm here get the hell out my way
Shine bright till I get to the top
Work hard ain't no way imma stop
Used to cry when I sat and I thought
Took them tears wiped em up w a mop
Music man where I find my escape
In this world that you filling w hate
They say it's fake but I'm saying it's fate
I'm the man baby look at the tape
I don't tote no guns
I ain't do no drugs
I'm just tryna have fun
Tell my momma that I won
Get my brothas out the mud
Show my family I'm the one
Show the haters that they done
Bank account finna sky like a rocket
Peep the wave that they all tryna hop in
Show these boys that they ain't gotta copy
Cuz I'm here by myself and I got it

Get it fast ain't got no time to waste
12 around yea I'm out getting chased
Pull up bruh cuz I'm just tryna race
Beast dawg you can see on my face
I ain't tryna catch no case so I skirt
Got designer dripping down to my shirt
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Writer: Jack Young
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