Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say It Ain't So, artist - Chris Webby. Album song Jamo Neat, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EightyHD
Song language: English
Say It Ain't So |
Now please don’t believe what you see on TV |
The chains and the vehicles these MCs be |
Puttin' in they videos seem all steazy |
But seem is the key word there, believe me |
It’s all just smoke and mirrors, shit ain’t what it appears |
Rental chains along with the gold veneers |
Just so it’s clear, car they whippin' on screen, that ain’t what they drove in |
here |
In the crib like they own that shit |
Throwin' bread around like they made all that money |
While they actin' like a pimp ‘round all these chicks |
But every model on set been paid to act slutty |
So ain’t all that funny? |
Now you all know |
That everything that glitter ain’t gold |
And every rapper sayin' that they spendin' that dough |
Are only doin' so until it gets repoed |
Say it ain’t so |
Say it ain’t so, showin' y’all if you ain’t know |
Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold |
Woah, say it ain’t so, tellin' you the way shit go |
Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold |
I be, crack a lash at you frauds on IG |
First class combo, but you fly cheap |
So why is you talkin' fly to me? |
I’m way ahead of you and walkin' out of reach of them short arms |
You can’t touch me, it must be ugly to see me up and living lovely |
You rusty, might need to do new tools |
We controllin' the game, I’m talkin' voodoo crew |
I got a chance to peep under your hood, it wasn’t good |
Say it ain’t so, yo' fans just ain’t know |
It’s so many places that you can’t go |
Even when you grew up, damn, I thought you blew up |
Guess you ain’t got the respect you said you had |
Shittin' on all of the people who fed your ass |
Get a look in the mirror and never knowin' what’s next |
You made cash but your soul is in debt |
Help me say it ain’t so |
Say it ain’t so, showin' y’all if you ain’t know |
Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold |
Woah, say it ain’t so, tellin' you the way shit go |
Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold |
Ridas, bitches, lobster dinners |
Multi-million dollar villas |
Whips and diamonds, lots of scrilla |
Photoshoppin', croppin' |
Racks, rubber bands |
Pinky rings on both they hands |
Private jet to a crib on the sand |
Till they get the knock from that repo man |
Say it ain’t so |
Say it ain’t so, showin' y’all if you ain’t know |
Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold |
Woah, say it ain’t so, tellin' you the way shit go |
Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold, woah |