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Spook. - LYING LIBRA Lyrics



Spook. - LYING LIBRA Lyrics




Aye
If you knew
That me and Kutta was out the budget
Why is this shit a subject?
For real

Nah
For real
For real

Yeah
Just keeping it blunt and brief

I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's
Wet, yeah

I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's
Wet, yeah




He only got to hit her
On her socials
So he underscored

She f*ck with me
Cause I was vocal
We on one accord

According to the locals
You been social
You been open more

Closed the door to thoughts
Of something new
Or I was hoping for

Unlike Emeka Okafor
I never bob cat
I always hope to score

You always flip flop
So it's ironic
That I f*cked you in them heels
And they was open-toed

Saying you don't need me
Yeah, that notion's bold
You're made of glass baby
You can't hold a stone

Let me hold the phone
I caught em lacking
I'll get em packing
And send em home

My dog bout action
He'll get them packs in
And get em gone

I started slacking
As if my failure
Was set in stone
Damn

But back to life
Back to reality
Been dressing up the bars
Don't become another casualty

And that pussy
Grip my dick
It's like that muhf*cka
Mad at me
Ha, For real

But on a serious note
Seriously hope
That this message comes across in a way
You'll seriously know
That in theory
If we serious
Goals, ain't hard to score

I'm ethereal
Not lyrical, Hoe
Make sure you know
Aye

Look, Said I'd keep it brief
But now we up and moving
At night I'm like a thief
I'm bringing trouble to em

Aye
We can be discreet
Or have a public viewing
Either it way it go
You're lacking class
You're like a troubled student

Try me
And I promise
It's to that level I'm stooping

Don't play me like I'm stupid
They saying that
Them hollows feel like arrows
Not the ones that come from Cupid
Yeah

In and out of topics
When you top of discussion
So many bottled thoughts
Wouldnt be surprised at concussions

Or CTE
Couldn't pick up on the game
If it was three on three

So one on one
We're Flexed up
Shit be getting spicier
Than Ginger and Bri
And it's because


I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's
Wet, yeah

I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's wet
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Aye
If you knew
That me and Kutta was out the budget
Why is this shit a subject?
For real

Nah
For real
For real

Yeah
Just keeping it blunt and brief

I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's
Wet, yeah

I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's
Wet, yeah




He only got to hit her
On her socials
So he underscored

She f*ck with me
Cause I was vocal
We on one accord

According to the locals
You been social
You been open more

Closed the door to thoughts
Of something new
Or I was hoping for

Unlike Emeka Okafor
I never bob cat
I always hope to score

You always flip flop
So it's ironic
That I f*cked you in them heels
And they was open-toed

Saying you don't need me
Yeah, that notion's bold
You're made of glass baby
You can't hold a stone

Let me hold the phone
I caught em lacking
I'll get em packing
And send em home

My dog bout action
He'll get them packs in
And get em gone

I started slacking
As if my failure
Was set in stone
Damn

But back to life
Back to reality
Been dressing up the bars
Don't become another casualty

And that pussy
Grip my dick
It's like that muhf*cka
Mad at me
Ha, For real

But on a serious note
Seriously hope
That this message comes across in a way
You'll seriously know
That in theory
If we serious
Goals, ain't hard to score

I'm ethereal
Not lyrical, Hoe
Make sure you know
Aye

Look, Said I'd keep it brief
But now we up and moving
At night I'm like a thief
I'm bringing trouble to em

Aye
We can be discreet
Or have a public viewing
Either it way it go
You're lacking class
You're like a troubled student

Try me
And I promise
It's to that level I'm stooping

Don't play me like I'm stupid
They saying that
Them hollows feel like arrows
Not the ones that come from Cupid
Yeah

In and out of topics
When you top of discussion
So many bottled thoughts
Wouldnt be surprised at concussions

Or CTE
Couldn't pick up on the game
If it was three on three

So one on one
We're Flexed up
Shit be getting spicier
Than Ginger and Bri
And it's because


I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's
Wet, yeah

I never said just how I felt
Now I'm a Lying Libra
If all signs point you to the truth
You ain't honest either

So look to the stars
For all your help
I know your flaws
Just like myself

She drop them drawls
I know it's wet
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Writer: Deonte Saunders
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Spook.
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Deonte Saunders

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