Lyrics:
need to grow
No need to grind
Be comfortable and just take your time
What he said to me looked me in the eyes
But I see truth i won't believe your lies
blue
Shit, I'm not a fan of the police, but Hallelujah
Moral of the story, fellas, don't be stupid
Wanna meet a chick, then take her ass to the movies
bad, I know you feel bad
Things that happen everyday
Around the world or around your way
We just just tell a story, tell a story
Where can I
Or maybe J-Snow and that girl get killed
Would you two shut the
I mean
Young ones
No more interrupting
This is where the story gets good
He he he he he
Not
satisfaction in life
By bringing up their children to bring up their children to do the same thing
So it's all retch, and no vomit, it never gets there
huge size
Two Audis that's two rides
With a big pool with three sides
Got chicks in 'em they my four wives
Oops I mean fall guys
Plus I got a PS5
There's
sippin' on the venom of snake fangs, skipping super for a fix or two and then some
You justify addiction by calling it medication, like as long as it's
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep
your money man buy your mama crib
And then after that don't buy
don't invest your life
In no chick in you knew two years
You gon slow your life up by
the best can solve the puzzle
And see the truth hidden by the youth through Bluetooth
I see mad bitch ass rappers talk about mad bitch ass hoes
I hear them
chick that I'm 'bout to go sink my teeth in (ha)
New chrome Mac, I hit him, heard a few bones crack
That killer shit, my whole crew on that
Niggas
bolle
No enter club loss light turn back de cry ngemé
Problem for di pays d le fufu witi kendé
Any chick for molyko wan show head inside tele
Billi chick
brought
Them through the Alps
Catching the enemy completely by
Surprise and defeating
Them there are no Alps and
No obstacles that can stand in the
Way
Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what
, Truth Fuccin Roccz
Two fucking glocks shoot some rude fucking shots
Legendary good and a plane of sober
GMode and Rekkards Inc. niggas taking over, what's
been the truth
I been the truth
I been the truth
I’m just the part most people fail to mention
Yeah Street scholar, but empowered by my new
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
some more
Didn't think the chick I called baby was a child
Child by her brain getting two way
Drinking cool-aid it's Tuesday, so girl tell me who today
to shoulder in riot gear
Thinking we fear them fucks
Truth is the script is flipped now
They have to stand there still
Watch to make sure there are no sudden
name chain, diamond chips crips style
With the magic bracelet, sweat with your case swiss
Athletic chick who run track
Hey miss, pleasure's all mine
leaving soon
Second session within a fraction of a second
He’s sexing supermodel chick with no protection
Sweating driven by demons of misconception
block you pump on is the spot you get slumped on
Tory told me the story, it sounded a little crazy
A little Nas, a little 2Pac, Brenda's having a baby
he pays the cost
True story part 1 shopping at Ross
Part 2 reminiscing bout drake and josh
Part 3 truth Got shot
Now a Conscious Rose grows down
movin' on to the next
Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
'Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no
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