Cries From The Hills

We not cool okay
To be honest I
Never liked you bitch, not even in the slightest bit, okay

Cause I can spot fake
From a mile away
You said you changed
Bitch, you smell the same okay

I don't need no fucking friend
Need that money fast
With the Macbook on my desk
I'm making beats all alone

Ride with me yeah bitch you wish you could
Said she loved too much, now she can't love at all
Not a single person on this earth I oh-oh-oh-owe

(Yeah)
Don't drop my name
We not the same
Y'all talk too much don't do enough
No time to fuck around

Cause I can spot fake
From a mile away
You said you changed, you smell the same
Under that new cologne

Said you love me, why you text him when I'm go-oh-oh-one?
Say that money doesn't matter, are you sho-oh-oh?
When you bitch leave u for someone who got dough
When your mans leave your ass for a thicker hoe
Most of y'all can't tell me shit, you clones
Afraid to do your own, that' why they hate me, that's I know

I'm not nice to your friends I don't know
If they die tomorrow, I'd still hit the stu
If they die tomorrow, I'd still rock my jewels
Still not sippin' on goose
Big P's all over my shoes

(Far away) From a mile away
You said you changed, you smell the same
We know that shit is true
Don't try explain
Don't try escape
You cannot run away that shit always come back to you