The Truth

Niggas ain't worth my time
Wastin ya breath trynna fuck with a dime
Name ain't bad baby but catch me outside
He slid me the left and I told him I'm slime

Uh

Kick a nigga out like hack sack
Aye
Told em I ain't fuckin now he big mad
Aye
But I don't give a fuck nigga get back
Needa run up my bands like I'm down bad

Pause. You thought we ain't know what it was when you say you got problems
Well bitch we outside
Stop callin my bitch phone you know how we get down
Stop callin my bitch phone you know how we get down
We'll make sure this is your last ride

Talkin bout see you at Jayda
You know we real playa
You lame you weigh 95 pounds

Ain't no comp, I'm a heavy weight champ
You just got knocked out in the first fuckin round

Tell Steve to run my beat back
Different color diamonds playin freeze tag
Best kinda bitch, pretty and leaned back
Rest of yall just goin out sad

Ex a nigga out like tic tax toe
Beat a bitch up and I'm hitting the woah
Yo nigga my baby but I never show
It started connected hit 4 in a
Row row row row

Alla my niggas on go
Oh no no no no
They linked with me after the show

Can't have no nigga that don't hype me up
Niggas do that for free on the gram wassup
Say he don't do drugs but it's syrup in his cup
Where the weed at cause you know thats a must

And plus
Only in this money and God I trust
Issa bus
When my niggas pull up and you know they wearin TRST

Okay. Yall hoes act tough but you really need some olay
Queen Sky

Has entered the booth and I ain't even tired
I do what I want cause I know that I'm fye
These bitches be hatin cause they never tried
And even when they do
I leave em retired
These bitches is my sons and Nicki the God

Woah Fe - Fi - Foe, stompin through like a G - I - Joe
Y'all be complaining cause ya still ain't on
You should feel like shit this my fuckin first song

Nigga Uh
Take it at a diss only if it applies
Trynna use all 100s when I wipe my eyes
I'm just playin you know I don't cry
And even if I did you be wondering why

Come thru smellin like Chanel number 5

Ya nigga in my face cause he know I'm on time
Ya girl in my dms trynna ask how I rhyme you need to let go

This is yo time
This my truth
All facts
Let's Keep it going

These niggas be playin
They think they the shit
You know you can't play me
You know I'm that bitch

Name is Sky I was born to be a star
You dmn bitches that's names after cars? I make the rules like I'm takin the BAR

My niggas shoot You take the charge
I got you on mute
I'm trynna live large
Get in the boot, go play your part

Too pretty to be paused on FaceTime
All this nigga wanna do is go waste time
Hittin from the back
Think he fuckin up my bass line
Know ya nigga weak
And I heard it through the great Vine

Don't send me no paragraphs
I ain't ya friend
Guess you and yo nigga like ying and yin

You belong to the feds
Or in the pin
Bitch tell them the truth
You are a sin