Isaiah Wavy - Third Eye

Truth Is

Truth is baby you left me just clueless
Flow is so hot yeah it's ruthless

Im bout too hop in a new whip
Fuck wit my diem that's smooth drip

Slide with the tooly the pool stick
Saying you love me then prove it

Knowing you don't wanna lose it yeah
I'm going outer space aye
I'm boutta hop in the rafe
Get to the bag balling like Jordan
That money I see it I chase
My bitch she bad we on a island
You know that we getting that cake
Haters they mad know that
I'm scoring they just wanna take off my plate
Hop in a jag I'm in a foreign
I been on my shit yeah you late
I'm in my bag don't do no talking
Cause I know these niggas they hate
I'm on my grind I'm getting too it
I know that real niggas relate
Shawty wanna link the way she calling on my yeah
Double cup good drink
I got inside the styrofoam yeah
I'm in moving motion
I don't wanna lose control yeah
I'm in moving motion
I don't wanna lose control
Baby you perfect
Shawty you worth it
Hop in the foreign swerve it
I had to curve it
Can't trust no bitch
Had to learn it

She took my heart and she
Burned it

Shawty she burned it
Truth is baby u left me just clueless
Flow is so hot yeah it's ruthless
Im bout too hop in a new whip
Fuck wit my diem that's smooth drip
Slide with the tooly the pool stick
Saying you love me then prove it
Knowing You don't wanna lose it
Yeah I'm going outer space aye
I'm boutta hop in the rafe

Get to the bag balling like Jordan
That money I see it I chase

My bitch we on a island you know that we getting that cake
Haters they mad know that I'm scoring
They just wanna take off my plate
Hop in a jag I'm In the foreign
I been on my shit yeah you late
I'm in my bag don't do no talking

Cause I know these niggas they hate
I'm on my grind I'm getting too it
I know that real niggas relate

Know that I'm flooding my wrist
I'm on my grind I'm gettin too it
I'm never just calling it quits
Shawty a dime don't got the time
I'm bout to go hit me a lick
I'm in hurry I gotta get it
You know that I'm trynna get rich
Hop in the foreign fucking up the dash
Balling like wade get it in a flash
Ball like a Celtic yeah I'm getting cash
Smoking that stank yeah talking gas
Run up the digits I ain't talking math
Vvv's glaring like it's fucking glass
Make you think first before you put me last
Left my heartbroken like some fucking glass
Truth is baby you left me just clueless
Flow is so hot yeah it's ruthless
Im bout too hop in a new whip
Fuck wit my diem that's smooth drip
Slide with the tooly the pool stick
Saying you love me then prove it

Knowing You don't wanna lose it
Yeah I'm going outer space aye

I'm boutta hop in a rafe
Get to the bag
Balling like Jordan
That money I see it I chase
My bitch she bad we on a island
You know that we getting That cake
Haters they mad know that I'm scoring
They just wanna take off my plate
Hop In a jag I'm in a foreign
I been on my shit yeah you late
I'm in my bag don't do no talking
Cause I know these niggas they hate
I'm on my grind I'm getting too it
I know that real niggas relate

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Writer(s): Isaiah Wavy
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