Without Me

Album: Side Effects of You (2013)
Charted: 74
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  • Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.

    Really gon' make me
    Expose you for exactly what you are,
    You are
    And I'm feeling a little wavy,
    So right now I don't mind pulling your card. (Fakin' shit will kill you)
    Boy I know the real you
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.

    And as hard as you try,
    To hide reality, why?
    We know the truth,
    So act brand-new if you want to

    But what would you be
    Without me?
    What would you be
    Without me?
    So what? You blowing up just a little,
    They knowing you a little,
    Don't give a finger in the middle
    'Cause little nigga, you would never be
    Without me
    Where would you be
    Without me?
    So what you blowing up just a little,
    They knowing you a little,
    Don't give a finger in the middle,
    'Cause little nigga you would never be (oh na, na, oh na)

    Oh na, na, oh na
    Oh na, na, oh na
    Oh na, na, oh na

    You tell me that you make big moves
    But tell 'em what you really do
    Do you really wanna play this game? (Fakin' shit will kill you)
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.

    You should tell 'em what you really like
    Tell 'em you ain't bout that life,
    I put you on, I let you shine,
    That use of light, shit blows my mind oh

    And as hard as you try,
    To hide reality, why?
    We know the truth,
    So act brand-new if you want to

    But what would you be
    Without me?
    What would you be
    Without me?
    So what? You blowing up just a little,
    They knowing you a little,
    Don't give a finger in the middle
    'Cause little nigga, you would never be
    Without me
    Where would you be
    Without me?
    So what you blowing up just a little,
    They knowing you a little,
    Don't give a finger in the middle,
    'Cause little nigga you would never be (Oh na, na, oh na)

    Boy you think I'm stupid?
    What you think I'm clueless?
    You keeṗ chasing them girls
    Boy you get their deuces
    I'm sick of your excuses without me how can you do it?
    Do bad all by myself, nigga you're just useless
    Dude I don't need your sex (your sex)
    I'm moving to the next (the next)
    You frontin man, you stuntin man you're worser than my ex
    Hahaha-ha-ha you think that shit funny?
    We know the truth boy, keep it one hundred

    And as hard as you try,
    To hide reality, why?
    We know the truth,
    So act brand-new if you want to

    But what would you be
    Without me?
    What would you be
    Without me?
    So what? You blowing up just a little,
    They knowing you a little,
    Don't give a finger in the middle
    'Cause little nigga, you would never be
    Without me
    Where would you be
    Without me?
    So what you blowing up just a little,
    They knowing you a little,
    Don't give a finger in the middle,
    'Cause little nigga you would never be (Oh na, na, oh na)

    Oh na, na, oh na
    Oh na, na, oh na
    Oh na, na, oh na

    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.

    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you.
    Fakin' shit will kill you,
    Boy I know the real you. Writer/s: AL LAMBERT, FANTASIA BARRINO, HARMONY SAMUELS, KYLE STEWART, MISSY ELLIOTT
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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