The Truth

I feel the beat banging through my chest that's the way it go
Will you make it through the heat ain't no way to know
It's just a way to show, It's inexplainable
I'm tryna fly off to a beach where I ain't traceable, uh yeah

That's the type of time I'm on
Baby can you grind up on this
Tell her don't trip buckle up and hold tight baby girl
You ain't ever had a night like this, uh look

Best believe I beat it up, I ain't take a charge
I want a heli when I'm rich so I don't take the car
Always knew since a kid that I would take it far
You could step up toe to toe but you ain't up to par

You ain't on the shit I'm on, you don't got the bitch I got
And if they trippin on me Ima lay 'em on the block
I always fall off with the ones that never tell the truth
They only talk 'bout money when they step into the booth

Baby put that lip gloss that I like on
Pucker up and suck on my nuts, turn the lights off
I don't care what it cost, rip the price off
I'm too sick with baby where's the Lysol

Beat banging through my chest that's the way it go
Will you make it through the heat ain't no way to know
It's just a way to show, It's inexplainable
I'm tryna fly off to a beach where I ain't traceable, uh yeah

That's the type of time I'm on
Baby can you grind up on this
Tell her don't trip buckle up and hold tight baby girl
You ain't ever had a night like this, uh look

Shawty break necks when I'm next to her
Five star dinners then have sex that's the best nut
Trust love, better than whoever you think next up
Chest out banging on yo' set but you still a bitch

What you do it for tell me what's the benefit
I'm hella sick, allergic to the fake I need some Benadryl
I was generous but snakes can be so venomous
I'll keep my distance but I promise that they love me still

Baby what's the deal tell me what it is
She love the way I grind, love the way I live
I had changes in my life been a playa since
Hate the game if you can't take it, it's all making sense

Beat banging through my chest that's the way it go
Will you make it through the heat ain't no way to know
It's just a way to show, It's inexplainable
I'm tryna fly off to a beach where I ain't traceable, uh yeah

That's the type of time I'm on
Baby can you grind up on this
Tell her don't trip buckle up and hold tight baby girl
You ain't ever had a night like this



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Writer(s): Oncé Rivers
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