The Truth (Intro)

You fuck up
Get sent up the block
I don't fuck with y'all
Y'all niggas ah talk
Send shots - fye, fye
Pop off at a opp
I roll up - I roll up
I smoke up the booth
Bitch I'm spittin' the truth
What am I supposed to
What am I supposed to do?

Gotta ash it
I don't pass it
All my niggas bosses
Already have it
Living lavish
This the life I wanted
See it, get it, grab it
Gotta have it
Jetty juice, Grabba Leaf
Cash on me
Countin' up like
I gotta have it
Bong pack it
Palm back and it's a wrap
Stop rappin'
Can't stop laughin'
I ain't going back
Bump trappin'
Never go reverse
Never go backward
Now I'm smoking on a Grabba Leaf
I don't fuck with none of them Backwoods
This is really what it had to be
Know Palm gotta bring it back for us
Motherfuck performing 'less you gimme 25 stacks for it
Motherfuck recording with me 'less you gimme 75 back for it
Drone footage in a antique I'm a have to dress in all black for it
If she really enjoying me then I'm a have to come right back for it

Fuck rappin', check my stats whore
Break the glass on the backboard
Bitch shake her ass for a black boy
Hotel suite, what you say?
Futuristic like Elroy
Scoop up the cousin down in Delray
Pop the tab down in MIA
Damn - I ain't know you was a rat boy
Pullin' up PJ Mask - No CatBoy
I'm chasing that bag
Get up out the way
I'm on the beach while I meditate
Me and you nigga we don't relate
I give a fuck what a hater say
He ain't gon' do nothing anyway
These nigga looking like Featherweight
Bitch I'm like Mayweather - Only here to get paid
I split yo wig, need a new toupe,
Why these red niggas feel blue today?
Why these green niggas be two faced?
Knock 'em out - give 'em a tooth ache
Niggas these days they be two fake
Look, unh

I gotta soldier crew
Niggas on to
niggas is on to you
Don't wanna talk to you
Niggas is over
Niggas is over you
I got some shows to do
I got some mo'
I got some mo' to do
I'ma expose the truth
What am I supposed
What am I supposed to do?