True Colors

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Toohda Band$ - Rap

True Colors

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[Intro] The hottest— hottest under the sun [Verse 1] Money on my mind, I gotta get it, bro, that's all I know I'm the one that picked it up when y'all was losin' hope My niggas died before they lived and that shit hurt the most I ain't rich, I'm maintainin', that shit on the floor I'll still mask up for that paper it start gettin' low Remember stuck up in them trenches with nowhere to go It's sixty shots in the rental, it's just me and bro Ridin' with a trunk full of Cookie tryna get that dough I'm pourin' fours, my cousin called me from a level four I told my nigga hold his head, that time won't be that long They hatе you while you standing here and lovе you when you gone I ain't scared to catch a body, I gotta make it home My junior need me in his life, I gotta right my wrongs God blessed me with a gift, I gotta set the tone The hood raised me since a pup, the booth my second home I pour my cup and light my blunt and get to vettin' on Huh, 'cause I ain't talkin' to these niggas One false move and I'ma chalk one of these niggas Came up from hustlin', kickin' doors, squeezin' triggers I'm tryna go legit, buy some land, invest in business Yeah, I gotta go a different route Nigga, I got it on my own, nobody helped me out When it was time to get some money, niggas left me out When it was time to run them plays, niggas hid they routes Huh, but it's okay, it turned me up a notch It turned me to a humble beast, I'm finna hug the block Ninety degrees, we got heat, we in the front with chops I'm pourin' ice up in my cup, can't drink my soda hot Niggas sayin' they finna slide, bro, we know you not I'm in the traphouse countin' paper 'til my fingers lock If they hit, I plead the fifth 'cause I don't talk to cops I got some shit I need to say, I need to talk to pops I really need my granny here like God, reset the clock I'm startin' to see who ridin' for me, most of these niggas not Most of these niggas jump ship when it start gettin' hot [Chorus] Show your true colors My bitch got that brown skin but the coupe butter Nigga, stop that tough shit, you ain't gon' shoot nothin' Flight out of town for that money, some shit got ugly Stayed down, it go up, them days gon' get sunny My cup muddy, switch on me with a stick on me Best believe it's gettin' bought if my bitch want it I tried to tell niggas my dream and they slept on it [Verse 2] Look at me now, still standin', bitch, I stepped on it I got my plate, but I ain't done, bitch, I'm still hungry I'ma turn into Sosa, niggas actin' Tony I seen you post your lil' kit, my youngins want them trophies Best believe you good as got, my niggas catch you loafin' [Chorus] Show your true colors My bitch got that brown skin but the coupe butter Nigga, stop that tough shit, you ain't gon' shoot nothin' Flight out of town for that money, some shit got ugly Stayed down, it go up, them days gon' get sunny My cup muddy, switch on me with a stick on me Best believe it's gettin' bought if my bitch want it I tried to tell niggas my dream and they slept on it

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