Straight From The Peach Rico Pressley

[Intro]
Don't lie, don't lie, let the truth speak, yeah
Don't lie (I got stitches on my), don't lie, let the truth speak (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I got stitches on my back, I got blood on my feet and some rain on my knees, oh yeah
Said I love her, but I know real love ain't real 'cause it's never done for me, yeah (Play that back)
I can never trust a mark-ass trick 'cause you lie, I can hear it when you speak, yeah
She done stabbed me in the back, she done lied through her teeth
But it never worked for me, yeah
I done seen a lot of shit in life I can't believe, yeah
I done seen too much, I think I'm 'bout to cause a scene, yeah
Heart on my sleeve, yeah, bitch, I had enough
I don't want a girl no more, ain't never gonna be cuffed
Lookin' at lil' shawty like, "Bitch, can we fuck?" Can we fuck?
Used to whip the Bim', new shit clean, oh
Straight from the peach, drama queen, oh
(Straight from the peach, drama queen, oh)
(Straight from the peach, drama queen, oh)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, fellas, don't be stupid, always make her sign a prenup
Smoking on that gas, bitch, I'm smoking on that reefer
Runnin' circles 'round you niggas, I can't keep my feet still
Been across the world, and bitch, I'm never gonna be still
And I'm in the studio, they totin' with that piece still
Sippin' on that drank and I think I need a refill
Bitch, I got lawyer money, buy a house in B-Mill
Came from the bottom to the top like a windmill
And I dance like Usher in the rain, that's my side skill
And they call me Rick, but I don't coach for Louisville
Used to buy her anything, just put it on my Visa
But she fucked up, kick her out just like FIFA, oh
And I'm feeling like the Heat, Big 3 'round me like it's 2013, yeah (Oh yeah)
And it's easy for a lie to get by when you're naked and you're laying in my sheets, yeah (Oh yeah)