My Truth
Niggas be cap they ain't been through no pain
Don't really fuck with nobody imma jus stay in my own lane
Adopted outta the gutter
Gave me no choice but to hustle
Got off my ass because I had to make a way
Problem child but bare with me
Cuz when I blow I'm bringing all my niggas wimme and you know we going silly
Tryna get outta the city
It's too much fake smiling in my face but I know they ain't really fucking with me
I'm loaded off that pack
Thuggin with my niggas MBK sum Rugrats
If a nigga gotta problem tell em to come and handle that
Cuz we can't beef with no nigga that talk behind his bruddah back
We onna paper chase don't let fuck shit get in between
Riding round with my bros pull up geekin on the scene
Never will I ever leave my bruddahs without me
They gon remember MBK and I put that on everything
Before they didn't know me now they always acting friendly
They prolly catching on they picture me inside the Bentley
Dug this shii up out the mud like I was playing for the Phillies
I know most can't understand but my real niggas gon feel me
Niggas be cap they ain't been through no pain
Don't really fuck with nobody imma jus stay in my own lane
Adopted outta the gutter
Gave me no choice but to hustle
Got off my ass because I had to make a way
Problem child but bare with me
Cuz when I blow I'm bringing all my niggas wimme and you know we going silly
Tryna get outta the city
It's too much fake smiling in my face but I know they ain't really fucking with me
We ain't worried bout a motherfucking thing me
And my bruddahs focused strictly on the bag
We all money hungry left the bullshit in the past
With my bro's smoking dope living life having a blast
Proud of how far I came but I still gotta ways to go
My past give me chills like I was sleeping on the floor
Put my family on my back cmon y'all it's time to go
We headed to the top we finally off the bumpy road
They know we be getting to this bread
If one don't got it of course the rest of us gon spread
Told em don't pass me no meds
Weed the only thing I'm taking to the head
Walk around thinking everybody fed
Niggas be cap they ain't been through no pain
Don't really fuck with nobody imma jus stay in my own lane
Adopted outta the gutter
Gave me no choice but to hustle
Got off my ass because I had to make a way
Problem child but bare with me
Cuz when I blow I'm bringing all my niggas wimme and you know we going silly
Tryna get outta the city
It's too much fake smiling in my face but I know they ain't really fucking with me
Don't really fuck with nobody imma jus stay in my own lane
Adopted outta the gutter
Gave me no choice but to hustle
Got off my ass because I had to make a way
Problem child but bare with me
Cuz when I blow I'm bringing all my niggas wimme and you know we going silly
Tryna get outta the city
It's too much fake smiling in my face but I know they ain't really fucking with me
I'm loaded off that pack
Thuggin with my niggas MBK sum Rugrats
If a nigga gotta problem tell em to come and handle that
Cuz we can't beef with no nigga that talk behind his bruddah back
We onna paper chase don't let fuck shit get in between
Riding round with my bros pull up geekin on the scene
Never will I ever leave my bruddahs without me
They gon remember MBK and I put that on everything
Before they didn't know me now they always acting friendly
They prolly catching on they picture me inside the Bentley
Dug this shii up out the mud like I was playing for the Phillies
I know most can't understand but my real niggas gon feel me
Niggas be cap they ain't been through no pain
Don't really fuck with nobody imma jus stay in my own lane
Adopted outta the gutter
Gave me no choice but to hustle
Got off my ass because I had to make a way
Problem child but bare with me
Cuz when I blow I'm bringing all my niggas wimme and you know we going silly
Tryna get outta the city
It's too much fake smiling in my face but I know they ain't really fucking with me
We ain't worried bout a motherfucking thing me
And my bruddahs focused strictly on the bag
We all money hungry left the bullshit in the past
With my bro's smoking dope living life having a blast
Proud of how far I came but I still gotta ways to go
My past give me chills like I was sleeping on the floor
Put my family on my back cmon y'all it's time to go
We headed to the top we finally off the bumpy road
They know we be getting to this bread
If one don't got it of course the rest of us gon spread
Told em don't pass me no meds
Weed the only thing I'm taking to the head
Walk around thinking everybody fed
Niggas be cap they ain't been through no pain
Don't really fuck with nobody imma jus stay in my own lane
Adopted outta the gutter
Gave me no choice but to hustle
Got off my ass because I had to make a way
Problem child but bare with me
Cuz when I blow I'm bringing all my niggas wimme and you know we going silly
Tryna get outta the city
It's too much fake smiling in my face but I know they ain't really fucking with me
Credits
Writer(s): Darrell Daniels
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