Misconceptions - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

If you gotta chose, then you can go be with that other nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

You don't ever clap when I be winnin', I ain't fuckin' with it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I had fake friends, only came 'round just to do my drugs with me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, with me)

If I'm ridin' with you, I'm dyin' with you, I put real love in it

You need to watch your tone, lil' bitch-ass boy, you can't do nothin' with me

If you play, your ass gon' die

I feel like I can't be fucked with, I got Drac' tucked on my side

I'm gettin' tired of misconceptions, do you love me, lovе me not?

And the older that I gеt, it's like the less that I respond

It's a bitch-ass nigga hatin' on me somewhere, I don't even know him

It's a bitch-ass nigga hatin' on me somewhere, he probably bond out

Bitch-ass nigga hatin' on me somewhere, his ass my son (Ooh)

I used to rock fake diamonds, now I rock the real ones

Shit look different while the sun shinin'

I stopped answerin' the phone because we argue every time you call me

Just shoot me a text or somethin', you extra as fuck

Wonder if you still'd love me if I wasn't next to blow

Can't look inside your eyes for a long time at all (Time at all)

'Cause it make it harder for me to tell you no

Hate fallin' in love, it make it harder for me to let you go

You deserve an Oscar (Yeah), bitch, you know you fake as fuck (Yeah, yeah, yeah)