Luhh Dyl “On the Radar” Freestyle (Detroit Edition)
Take a look ashten
Come on
Verse 1
Thinkin' about this seem easy
Just wake up sayin' how you feel right
Postin' anythin' they ain't knowin' that it's real right
They ain't knowin' that your pockets down hurtin' and you had to go and sell your bitch's birgin because the bills tight
They ain't knowin' that you barely ate in days
They ain't knowin' that you on your last $100 'till your pay
They see you postin' like you makin M a day
Whole time your gram lookin' straight but n***a you ain't straight
Verse 2
You tryna slide in hoes dm's with some rizz
But you can't go and slide a couple of 20s to your kids
All that capping you should probably go get a job at least
Everyday he take the bus but on the gram he in a benz
Never beliеve what you hear and only what you see
Look closely you goin see most of thеse n***as make bleed
No money in his pockets because he spent that shit on weeds
Bitch thought he was a boss, seen the real now she tryna leave
Postin' like he got a crip but Alicia got the keys
And on the first she the one who payin' all the fees
All he do is sleep, don't cook shit, help out, or clean
With all that purpin' that you doin' I would rather trust a fien
Verse 3
Postin' like you in Dominic
But really n***a you ain't been the same since the pandemic
Stop goin' live and start livin' your live n***a you trippin'
You worried about the wrong things your kids won't have a Christmas
And now they mama gotta tell them why they daddy-
Because that n***a for the net
He the type to post a pic' in the gym ain't even sweat
He the type to get $100 all in ones just to flex
He ain't never caught a run but on the gram he the catch
Sigh, It's so easy to lie
N***a it's so easy to lie
No for real
Come on
Verse 1
Thinkin' about this seem easy
Just wake up sayin' how you feel right
Postin' anythin' they ain't knowin' that it's real right
They ain't knowin' that your pockets down hurtin' and you had to go and sell your bitch's birgin because the bills tight
They ain't knowin' that you barely ate in days
They ain't knowin' that you on your last $100 'till your pay
They see you postin' like you makin M a day
Whole time your gram lookin' straight but n***a you ain't straight
Verse 2
You tryna slide in hoes dm's with some rizz
But you can't go and slide a couple of 20s to your kids
All that capping you should probably go get a job at least
Everyday he take the bus but on the gram he in a benz
Never beliеve what you hear and only what you see
Look closely you goin see most of thеse n***as make bleed
No money in his pockets because he spent that shit on weeds
Bitch thought he was a boss, seen the real now she tryna leave
Postin' like he got a crip but Alicia got the keys
And on the first she the one who payin' all the fees
All he do is sleep, don't cook shit, help out, or clean
With all that purpin' that you doin' I would rather trust a fien
Verse 3
Postin' like you in Dominic
But really n***a you ain't been the same since the pandemic
Stop goin' live and start livin' your live n***a you trippin'
You worried about the wrong things your kids won't have a Christmas
And now they mama gotta tell them why they daddy-
Because that n***a for the net
He the type to post a pic' in the gym ain't even sweat
He the type to get $100 all in ones just to flex
He ain't never caught a run but on the gram he the catch
Sigh, It's so easy to lie
N***a it's so easy to lie
No for real