Jazz Cartier - Tales lyrics

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Jazz Cartier - Tales lyrics

[Intro] All this money and my feelings still don't get hurt I'm a lifeguard among all you wave riders I like being the bad guy If that's what it is, then so be it [Hook] You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale [Verse 1] You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale I sleep on my bands, I sleep on my bands in case I might need them for bail I'm not one for saying goodbyes, cuz you know I'm gon' see you in hell I am that n***a that never need nobody, I don't need nobody's help n***as can pop on they own, they know I can get it myself I am that man of the match, I am the one with the belt They know when I step in the building But this ain't no saved by the bell My b**h on a diet, my b**h on a diet Now I'm eating kimchi and kale Smoking my loud in my room and I don't wanna cover the smell They pray that I give them a brake, they know that I'm giving them hell They pray that I give them a brake but they know that I'm giving them hell [Hook] You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale [Verse 2] You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale n***as put pennies in wells but they never wishin' you well And n***as ain't never in church but somehow they pray that you fail n***as ain't poppin' like Cuzzi, your name isn't ringing no bells n***as ain't bumpin' like Cuzzi, man they wouldn't feel you in braille If I make a milli, then Lantz got a milli You know that I'm sharing the wealth I heard I'm a snake in the gra**, I only look out for myself It's 2001 and I sent you a letter, beware if you open the mail You know I'm a mac, I still f** with a chick like Adele If only you knew what I knew, man I feel like I'm Patti LaBelle How you gon' get mad at Beyoncé Don't you know I can make you Michelle [Hook] You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale You tellin' too many tales, too many tales That sh** is getting so old Your story is getting so stale

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