In Love With A Lie Lyrics - Champagne & Styrofoam Cups - Fashawn

Yeah fatigue and tryin' to say this is what art is 

Tryina find time to kiss my daughter 

I missed the whole first year of her life 

And most of the second promoting these records 

Guess me and my father just alike 

When I needed him he was off in the night 

And my mother he never called his wife 

When he was in prison I never bothered to write 

I don't know where my personal life ends 

And the public one begins 

Fuck money got need to make ammends 

With the brothers I used to call friends 

Baby mothers I would run a pair 

Got me gussing in chain, rolling my reefer 

Reminiscing stuff on rocks and the soul in my sneakers 

It was hustle or die, guess I'm living my dreams 

Hating the fact I'm in love with the lie 

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I'm too proud to beg, too angry to cry 

Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why 

I'm in love with a lie 

I'm too proud to beg, and too angry to cry 

Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why 

I'm in love with a lie. 

Somedays I wake up and I don't wanna ride it 

Go to the lab, everyone's invited 

Yeah, I swear nothing's exciting 

Today's never sunny it's just thunder and lightning 

Fighting like I'm rumbling with tyson 

For the love of the public got me stuck in this climate 

Yeah, wondering why I'm even fucking with rhyming 

Since a younging all the struggle with timing 

All I need some good weed, some red wine 

Yeah, instead of all of these dead lines 

Anticipation, fancy and waiting 

Knowing nothing of your man's situation 

I travel light but the load's heavy enough 

Done enough, already give up 

What I say to myself, but this is what I do 

At the end of the day, I do it for you, you 

Got you nigga, news 

Got me sitting confused 

Hit the spliff and take a sip with the brew 

Nothing coming from my lips but the truth 

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I'm too proud to beg, too angry to cry 

Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why 

I'm in love with a lie 

I'm too proud to beg, and too angry to cry 

Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why 

I'm in love with a lie.