Don't lie to me (Ralph Tiller) Why you lie to me Want to be laid up every day I got priorities I got priorities Priorities I got priorities You want to be laid up every day I priorities Lying to my face what are your priorities Don't match up with mine (Ralph Tiller) They don't match up with mine I got priorities What are your priorities Treat minorities, treat us like shit But the majority, black that's it Dog caught with a gram he had to sit Down so bad itching for a lick Got jammed up they was quick to snitch Thought we was gang Lilo and Stitch But I know one thing karma a bitch Hit grandma up she always know what to say Kept it one hundred reason for these plays Promised her a house one day Promised her a house one day Then the lord took her away Damn why he take her away Now she up in the heave gates Lord know she in a better place Break the p down smoke up all the shake Pour me a eight Kobe fade away Drinking until I can't feel my face Drinking until my body fully numb Embracing the pain wasn't born to run Having dark days finna shine like the sun Good drugs they giving me closure Bitch want to f*ck and I don't even know her Why these hoes think they can fix me Trying to pull up in a ten speed Bitch I ain't broke don't need fixing Niggas don't even know what real mean Never touched the field you like sixth string I'm a scheme you out yea I need mine Everybody eats grab a plate it's lunch time Scheme everyday I'm a kill for the bloodline Scheme everyday I'm a kill for the bloodline Oh, Oh, Oh (Ralph Tiller) Scheme I'm a kill for the bloodline For the bloodline (Ralph Tiller) For the bloodline For the bloodline For the bloodline For the bloodline For the bloodline For the bloodline (Ralph Tiller)