Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Morrow
David Morrow
Songwriter

Lyrics

If you can't tell the truth, how I'm pose to work with you
Cold, but you know that you walk with your pole
So you walk to the store and you ain't got a coat
Family doubted you, nobody proud of you walk with your head high
Without no hope
Think bout a red eye, smokin' a dead guy,
Inside the passenger might be your ho
The truth gettin' spoke,
Now you wanna choke,
The lies that you tell me
Can't tell me no more
I'm emotional,
I might take it personal
You better tell the truth,
Even if it hurt to know
If you can't tell the truth,
How I'm pose to work with you
I be missin' you,
But I won't get played like no fool
Miss when you cook me food,
I miss it when you call me boo
I'm thinkin' about you
And all the things we used to do
We was so in tune,
But it was me,
It wasn't you
I'm writin' this letter,
But may never tell her
Next to the Glock,
First gun was beretta
Get in between us like,
How could you let 'er ?
Knowin' our secrets like,
Bitch, did you tell her?
I'm on my own
And I feel like it's better
If they stay down
And believe what I tell them
On my lil' cousin,
You getting whatever
If you can't tell the truth, I'm supposed to work with you
I'm emotional,
I might take it personal
You better tell the truth,
Even if it hurt to know
If you can't tell the truth,
How I'm supposed to work with you
Cold but you know that you walk with your pole
So you walk to the store and you ain't got a coat
Family doubted you, nobody proud of you
Walk with your head high
Without no hope
Think bout the red eye, smokin' a dead guy
Inside the passenger might be your hoe
The truth gettin' spoke, now you wanna choke
The lies that you tell me,
Can't tell me no more
I'm emotional,
I might take it personal
You better tell the truth, even if it hurt to know
If you can't tell the truth,
How I'm pose to work with you?
I'm emotional
Written by: David Morrow
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