Lil Keke - Rumors lyrics

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Lil Keke - Rumors lyrics

[Billy Cook:] Stop stop, spreading those rumors around Stop stop, spreading those lies Stop stop, spreading those rumors around Stop stop, spreading those lies (get your mind off, get your mind off me) [Chorus 2x:] I don't wanna talk about it, (rumors) I don't give a damn about it, (life) What y'all think about it Making my money, I'm all about it [Lil' Keke:] What ya doing where ya been, how ya living my man You done asked me all that, ain't even shook my hand They say I'm sick, broke don't even got a car Riding around the city, fronting like I'm a star Here we go again, tal'n bout guess what they said Keke laying in the hospital, he damn near dead Now picture this, me being less of a man To play the cards I was dealt, then show you my hand Everytime I turn around, I got a knife in my back I got these folks in my face, because I'm young and black I'm making moves, making sure I'm keeping it smooth Get your own mind your own, everything'll be cool You gotta catch up with yourself, and try to do something Figure out the life you living, and quit bumping Cause me give up on the game, I doubt it The rumors in the air, but I ain't talking about it cause me [Chorus 2x] [Lil' Keke:] Ain't that the Don, like he's suppose to be rich But they say he caught a case, now he's a so called snitch Ain't that funny, how sh** change every week I'm seeing certain people man, I won't even speak It's getting deep, the fellas getting worse as the women Friends from last year, are now sour as a lemon He said she said, that's all you hear That's why I'm quick to catch ghost, so vanish or disappear City to city state to state, a different house and gate A different license plate, the haters hate Wait, to catch you coming up short Sticking to the G code, so I hustle with heart Every year about this time, it goes down The gossip get thick, and start spreading around You gotta focus on your paper baby, keep on trucking And don't sweat the competition, they ain't tal'n bout nothing But it's a trip, how the word gets out You got my name in your mouth, you must be talking about So for the last time, 'fore I leave it alone You got some real important bidness, won't you mind your own cause me [Chorus 2x] [Lil' Keke:] Another day another dollar, money gotta be made Early birds get the worm, I'm jumping up getting paid I'm just a young man, trying to live my life I gotta make it through the day, so I can pray at night And what about you playa, how you living these days You still hating everybody, with your devilish ways You need to slow down low down, don't get yourself to' down The route you going, your whole ship bout to go down For real, take you two steps back 'Fore you slip the wrong way, and catch a counter attack Jealousy leads to hate, hate leads to d**h I'm trying to take another step, you wanna ruin my rep Cause me, I don't wanna talk about it And these lies everywhere, don't give a damn about it And these rumors, they gon' be here forever But me fall short to that sh**, no never me [Chorus 2x] [Billy Cook:] Stop stop, spreading those rumors around Stop stop, spreading those lies Stop stop, spreading those rumors around Stop stop, spreading those lies Stop stop, spreading these lies

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