Текст песни Couldn't Lie (1942) - Real Cozy

Look, I'm drinking 1942 like it cost 42 dollars
If I ain't living right then what do you call it?
My life a compilation filled with unbelievable moments

Now tell me how the fuck you think I ain't want it?
Had to double back to see the opponents, I overlapped them
Only took a fraction of my time, they was acting
I was somewhere working in my prime, dropping classics

If you ain't from my city, you ain't my kind, we gotta tax em
If she ever said she was mine, she was capping
If you ain't put the work in don't be crying, you moving backwards
I don't really care if you super fine, girl roll my backwoods
Look, go roll that backwood

Look, Cozy never been the jealous type
When your nigga drop you off let's link
You know know my schedule tight
Going back and forth about who the best, I'ma let em fight

Scary hours might pop up in your dreams in your bed at night
She say all you think about is me, shit I guess you right
Huh, shit I guess you right

Last time I put my trust in someone
Ended with her clothes and her feelings coming undone
Why you come to me with all your problems, I don't want none
It's a bunch of troubled young women, where I come from

What shit there's troubled men too
She use other people to escape the bullshit that she been through
I don't trust your friends boo
Quick to point of blame on me for something that I didn't do

Even when I said I got your back, whether you win or lose
My problem is every time I love it's unconditional
Standing on her trauma like a old house with a thin roof
Oof

So we waiting to fall in
Soon as you prove your loyalty to me, you know I'm all in
If I ain't in your top ten favorites then that's a small ten
Nasty girl wanna have threesome, I told her call friends

Made a way for me and my people, I had to barge in
Once you let them dogs out, you can't let them dogs in
Think I need a new girl, hopefully she dark-skinned
My women like Robinhood, you know I keep options

Working hard like I lost my keys a nigga locked in
Remember I used to clock in, then I bust my ass off
Had to fill my pockets, I ain't work the job since
Niggas talking nonsense

The way we move like Japanese keep chopsticks
Konnichiwa, you ain't talking about money to me nigga don't speak at all
She say she more comfortable naked then baby keep it off
People talk, mm-hmm, yeah, people talk

But numbers don't lie, we grew up around gunfire
Made it out somehow
Gotta thank the Lord, it's a lot of times I could've died
If you wanted to be the best then nigga well you should've tried

Wonder how many songs would be on Spotify if niggas couldn't lie
Yeah, I said I gotta thank the Lord, it's a lot of times I could've died
If you wanted to be the best then nigga well you should've tried
Wonder how many songs would be on Spotify if we couldn't lie