TELL THE TRUTH
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Nas Leber)
(Malcolm Flex)
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Yeah
Young Leber too legit
Been in this too long by now I can never quit
Pull up lookin like I caught another lick
Tell the truth
It's probably cus I did
I know that I live a life that you ain't really used to
Try to change my ways for you but I don't wanna lose you
All these girls around me but I only ever choose you
They all see the vibes and try connecting like it's bluetooth
Can't be blamed for the groupies
It ain't my fault if they flashin' they boobies
Turtle come around then you know that shits a movie
Me and Dave Lo took a stem now we groovy
Yea yea yea my life's been a mess
And all that problematic shit turned me to the best
Deal with shit head on can't hold to to all the stress
Word to my brothers word to Jay and word to Flex
Oooo
Ooooo
Mmmmm
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Yeah
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
I been always tied
Homie never think I'm neutral
Yeah you know the vibes
Positive and beautiful too
I put you in a song
Every line is gon' be truthful
Baby you immortal
Now just look at what I do for you
I get in the stu and
Put my heart out in the booth for you
Do not bring that nigga round
I look at him like "who are you"
Ever had a crew live and die
And they shoot for you
You ain't ever roll like that
Someone should tie your shoes for you
Who them boys is
We don't know them
Big steppers over here
Fee Fo Fum
When you face up with the real
Better not run
Only liquor that we sip
Is that red rum
I thought you said 'sum
(I thought you said 'sum)
(Said 'sum what)
Thought you said 'sum
(Thought you said 'sum)
(Only liquor is that red)
Nah nah nah nah
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Yeah
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
(Yeah)
(Nas Leber)
(Malcolm Flex)
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Yeah
Young Leber too legit
Been in this too long by now I can never quit
Pull up lookin like I caught another lick
Tell the truth
It's probably cus I did
I know that I live a life that you ain't really used to
Try to change my ways for you but I don't wanna lose you
All these girls around me but I only ever choose you
They all see the vibes and try connecting like it's bluetooth
Can't be blamed for the groupies
It ain't my fault if they flashin' they boobies
Turtle come around then you know that shits a movie
Me and Dave Lo took a stem now we groovy
Yea yea yea my life's been a mess
And all that problematic shit turned me to the best
Deal with shit head on can't hold to to all the stress
Word to my brothers word to Jay and word to Flex
Oooo
Ooooo
Mmmmm
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Yeah
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
I been always tied
Homie never think I'm neutral
Yeah you know the vibes
Positive and beautiful too
I put you in a song
Every line is gon' be truthful
Baby you immortal
Now just look at what I do for you
I get in the stu and
Put my heart out in the booth for you
Do not bring that nigga round
I look at him like "who are you"
Ever had a crew live and die
And they shoot for you
You ain't ever roll like that
Someone should tie your shoes for you
Who them boys is
We don't know them
Big steppers over here
Fee Fo Fum
When you face up with the real
Better not run
Only liquor that we sip
Is that red rum
I thought you said 'sum
(I thought you said 'sum)
(Said 'sum what)
Thought you said 'sum
(Thought you said 'sum)
(Only liquor is that red)
Nah nah nah nah
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Yeah
646 To 305 we lit
In the studio way too zooted off the shits
You tried to take the game
But you just wasn't equipped
Said you was the man
Heard your shit it wasn't it
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Tutiven
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