"Misconceptions" lyrics
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, love me not?
And the older that I get, 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)
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, love me not?
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, love me not?
And the older that I get, 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)
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, love me not?
