Qwanye - Manipulation Cries Lyrics

Higher, My drip, Flyer
She ain't perfect, But she fire
Sometimes I'm a Writer, Preach game, Disciples
I don't like no titles, F*ck a title
I'm a tidal, these niggas tryna ride my wave
I'm a tiger, See these stripes right on my face
Hope that she a rider, And not a liar
Cause I hate these liars, Hope she a rider
I want bread and cheese, Aye bruh my language Guapanese
I'm that nigga healed these scars don't play with me
Anybody I don't f*ck with,Hlrr, they dead to me
I kept it bonafide and look what the f*ck they fed to me
Lies, manipulation, cries, All the time, It got a young nigga tired
I'm tryna flow like the tides but got these watery eyes
I had to learn psychology, they won't play with my mind
Now tell me how I lose
Gained hella pain and hella wisdom from a cruz
It took a year but I had got rid of the blues
Critical condition, I was never on the news
Bro girl came over, think he f*cked over her, I cannot touch her
Plus I see the way you move and you ain't no lover
I'm a real nigga, I ain't gotta do no shit that's undercover
I'm standing tall shoot before the buzzer
I tell my dog, Aye, I gotta cut her
Higher, My drip, Flyer
She ain't perfect, But she fire
Sometimes I'm a Writer, Preach game, Disciples
I don't like no titles, F*ck a title
I'm a tidal, these niggas tryna ride my wave
I'm a tiger, See these stripes right on my face
Hope that she a rider, And not a liar
Cause I hate these liars, Hope she a rider
Lies, manipulation, cries, All the time, It got a young nigga tired
I'm tryna flow like the tides but got these watery eyes
I had to learn psychology, they won't play with my mind