I Can Tell

Verse 1:
Look,Im sick he treating you basic
Tell em take you to key west he tryna take you to oasis
Tryna take you out the state? Tell em take you out the country
Make him stop being cheap,tell that nigga spend some money
Im sick he bought you a berkin but ain’t bought into yo business
How he ain’t paying yo bills but you let him meet yo children
Keep yo hair did he just fuckin playing with yo feelings
He ain’t praying for you pouring into yo mind and feeding your sprit
Waited til he got you pregnant just to show that he counterfeit
You had his baby make that lame get yo body did
Make em ice that tummy tuck
Get yo confidence back
For I come in and he gone have to be the runner up
I can tell he ain’t done enough let me golden sun you up
Or take you straight to Wilson spend a hundred just to sum it up
You ain’t seen the sun enough I just booked the flights
Leave yo bags we ship when we land fuck the price

Hook
I can tell he sold you a dream and you bought it
I can tell you ain’t know no better I can’t fault you
I can tell he ain’t taught you nothing
He ain’t bought you nothing
I can tell that his bag ain’t that big he can’t front it
I can tell you ain’t met a real nigga in yo life
I can tell that he dilly just by looking at yo ice
I can tell by the shit that excite you I ain’t yo type
His game ain’t this deep I can really change yo life

Verse 2:
Aye Dripping in designer got you thinkin that he rich
But he staying with his mama can’t afford to ice yo kit
Every day it’s different drama how you put up with this shit
2am let’s book a room but can’t take you on no trip
Ima buy you plenty whips go on trips fa yo enjoyment
I’m icing different kits ain’t gotta wait fa unemployment
Why you entertaining that put that boy on punishment
It was boy but now we tryna eat off publishing
He uploading twenty thousand I can tel that he ain’t running shit
It’s hundred thousand kits on every nigga that I’m running with
Like who you coming with send they names we book the flights
We somewhere different tomorrow we just did this for one night you hear me
You can’t even tell I had a hundred grams on the table
Then woke up the next morning in a meeting with a label
Tell how I’m talkin that these niggas they ain’t fuckin wit me
Get them bitches done dont care if you had 200 titties

Hook
I can tell he sold you a dream and you bought it
I can tell you ain’t know no better I can’t fault you
I can tell he ain’t taught you nothing
He ain’t bought you nothing
I can tell that his bag ain’t that big he can’t front it
I can tell you ain’t met a real nigga in yo life
I can tell that he dilly just by looking at yo ice
I can tell by the shit that excite you I ain’t yo type
His game ain’t this deep I can really change yo life