Ruthless
Lord knows
Baby shoppin' to the mall, clothes
And then they wonder why they all, broke
You can tell 'em all
I been livin' ruthless
Fuckin ruthless
Y'all been lit the fuse
I'm about to lose it
They're living in illusion
Shit is useless
Ain't got time to be confused
With what the truth is
You don't even know yourself
True colors finna show themselves
Homie you don't even know yourself
Busy tryna be somebody else
You don't know yourself
I been on the vibe, I'll be the head haunt yo
See me in the ride, yeah the whip is all Blanco
Pull up outside, better give me that pronto
Not about pride, I'ma get what I want though, yeah
Tell 'em all, make room, better vacay
Been driven nobody in the same lane
Bad bitch, thick body, fuck a plain dame
She don't love me, she just lookin' for a payday
Lord knows
Baby shoppin' to the mall, clothes
And then they wonder why they all, broke
You can tell 'em all
I been livin' ruthless
Fuckin' ruthless
Y'all been lit the fuse
I'm about to lose it
They're living in illusion
Shit is useless
Ain't got time to be confused
With what the truth is
You don't even know yourself
True colors finna show themselves
Homie you don't even know yourself
Busy tryna be somebody else
You don't know yourself
Look, I'm on plate with a masquerade and facades
People shy away from greatness and gravitate towards the false
So I cut 'em off, If they can not act to me like they gon' advocate
You'll have no accolades if you fabricatin' your cause
I'm makin' moves
Not makin' excuses
When I be used till way late
I cut 'em loose
And I'm cuttin' loose
Don't hop in the booth to play cake
Homie I been the truth
All of these views are way late
I got the juice
Got somethin' to lose
Don't get outta my view, it's mayday
I mean lord knows
Baby shoppin' to the mall, clothes
And then they wonder why they all, broke
You can tell 'em all
I been livin' ruthless
Fuckin ruthless
Gotta lit the fuse
I'm about to lose it
They're living in a loser
Shit is useless
Ain't got time to be confused
With what the truth is
You don't even know yourself
True colors finna show themselves
Homie you don't even know yourself
Busy tryna be somebody else
You don't know yourself
Baby shoppin' to the mall, clothes
And then they wonder why they all, broke
You can tell 'em all
I been livin' ruthless
Fuckin ruthless
Y'all been lit the fuse
I'm about to lose it
They're living in illusion
Shit is useless
Ain't got time to be confused
With what the truth is
You don't even know yourself
True colors finna show themselves
Homie you don't even know yourself
Busy tryna be somebody else
You don't know yourself
I been on the vibe, I'll be the head haunt yo
See me in the ride, yeah the whip is all Blanco
Pull up outside, better give me that pronto
Not about pride, I'ma get what I want though, yeah
Tell 'em all, make room, better vacay
Been driven nobody in the same lane
Bad bitch, thick body, fuck a plain dame
She don't love me, she just lookin' for a payday
Lord knows
Baby shoppin' to the mall, clothes
And then they wonder why they all, broke
You can tell 'em all
I been livin' ruthless
Fuckin' ruthless
Y'all been lit the fuse
I'm about to lose it
They're living in illusion
Shit is useless
Ain't got time to be confused
With what the truth is
You don't even know yourself
True colors finna show themselves
Homie you don't even know yourself
Busy tryna be somebody else
You don't know yourself
Look, I'm on plate with a masquerade and facades
People shy away from greatness and gravitate towards the false
So I cut 'em off, If they can not act to me like they gon' advocate
You'll have no accolades if you fabricatin' your cause
I'm makin' moves
Not makin' excuses
When I be used till way late
I cut 'em loose
And I'm cuttin' loose
Don't hop in the booth to play cake
Homie I been the truth
All of these views are way late
I got the juice
Got somethin' to lose
Don't get outta my view, it's mayday
I mean lord knows
Baby shoppin' to the mall, clothes
And then they wonder why they all, broke
You can tell 'em all
I been livin' ruthless
Fuckin ruthless
Gotta lit the fuse
I'm about to lose it
They're living in a loser
Shit is useless
Ain't got time to be confused
With what the truth is
You don't even know yourself
True colors finna show themselves
Homie you don't even know yourself
Busy tryna be somebody else
You don't know yourself
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Jacovelli, Chanler Hendrickson, Star Frye
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