Truth

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I do what the fuck I want, I don't ask nobody Stack that shit by the hundreds, that cash is piling Sneak dissing on the 'Gram, and ain't tag nobody He racing in that trackhalk [?] Yeah, Unky tried it out, made his nose numb Yeah, stepping on that shit, til my toes numb Yeah, just like a coach, I'ma blow some No, I ain't shit and still fuck, man, them hoes dumb Yeah, used to have a spot right on Oakland I was selling two for ones, like a [?] Beam on the Glock, so I'm focused Pop up at a fuck nigga party, like I'm hosting No, I ain't taking no more pictures, [?] with opps Pour the drank and pop a molly, speed it up a notch Signing million dollar deals, we done upped the stocks Fucking niggas up with all that [?] up in [?] I ball into the city, better ask somebody Wanna money fight with me? Better grab somebody [?] ad more diamonds Real nigga, got my paperwork like a classroom assignment [Chorus] Started with a seel, I'm the truth Ran it up a mill, I'm the truth Finna blow a ten, up at Truth Sware these niggas ain't real, I'm the truth I just popped a pill in the booth I just want the head if she loose I heard he need a hand, niggas through Walk right out the feds to a deal, I'm the [?] [Verse 2] See the look in they face, I can tell they sick See these chains on my neck, you can tell I'm rich Niggas bragging 'bout a ho, I done had that bitch Man, these niggas in the way, like [?] Half the niggas hating rappers [?] cops Might as well work for 1-800 Speak Up I was cold for a minute, time to heat up Came up off abrick like G Rock You see my wrist, that's a million dollar wrist Fell in love [?] that's my special Got so wikid with the shit, niggas scared of me Three bars and a line, that's the letter E Half the shit I be saying, go over they heads And niggas knew I was playing, might go to the feds Made my first hundred racks off O's [?] Dollar bill to call my lawyer, go over the plans Got another [?] I'm back in the game This time I'm putting on whips, so they never gon' rain Nigga was out of bounds, I'm back in the range Started seeing bigger pictures, I'm back in the frame They like damn, Drank God, he back in the mix I was chilling for a minute, I'm back with the shit Sitting [?] plotting, I'm back on the Six Put my pain on the beat, and turn that to a hit [Chorus] Started with a seel, I'm the truth Ran it up a mill, I'm the truth Finna blow a ten, up at Truth Sware these niggas ain't real, I'm the truth I just popped a pill in the booth I just want the head if she loose I heard he need a hand, niggas through Walk right out the feds to a deal, I'm the [?]