TRuth chris - remix
Every time TR pop out he's popping in a section
Bad bitch on my line she got a murder weapon
Yea I know gang these bitches they come and go
My life's too easy I just gamed up another hoe
I ain't never needed help was gettin no loan
Everywhere I go they always want to bring me home
I got this name for a reason wasn't doing no sleeping
I'll strip you out your gear and take a trip to Neiman's
Then spend it all in cash I really don't think you need it
I'm really out here getting money, I used to be a demon
The toxic nigga she was with while you was cheating
Now I'm turning down hundreds of bitches every season
No need for being mad though I'm just TR
I'm the last dude you gotta face when you defeat the players
You want to be like me you pay now i'll teach you later
I was facing heavy time I ain't never fold
Feel like you strong huh you think you invincible
He ain't Terry Crews these shells gone hit your dome
I made her fly 1,000 miles just to hit his hoe
You want some money don't pull up in a fishbowl
I then felt all the waters they said I'm dead wrong
I'm still going places you niggas can't go
I came a long way from handing out halo's
I never touched her getting money was the main goal
She gone tell all her friends she was with TR
They'll do anything just to ride in my car
They like damn TR why it's so much on the floor
Good vibes and good eats in a 5 star
I love the money you make me but I love me more
Reason I never chase you cause you ran too far
I'm designered the fuck down in a Gucci store
I'll slay the bitch bad before she chop me
1,000 dollars on my kicks just to hold feet
The Real Deal Walker was getting money from yo shawty wasn't talking to her
I'll get up on you I am not a door knocker
Wouldn't believe all the times that I had to block her
I got scam niggas that's really getting bands for me
I got strip bitches that ain't never danced on me
I can show you clouds if you put your hands on me
Yea they talk bread but that shit be killing me
They be envying and trying to get rid of me
Hope they know this FN show no fucking sympathy
Just remember this one thing when you see TR flexing
I'm not balling no more this really how I'm living
My lifestyle is blowing bags and the lightest of pimping
I ain't stunting for the gram cause that aint what it's giving
I did a lot and made it here off the finest commission
The toughest guys ain't here no more and they don't recommend it
I'm the Truth I'll give you tips cause I'm the final mission
I can show you the Walker life if you give me a listen
Bad bitch on my line she got a murder weapon
Yea I know gang these bitches they come and go
My life's too easy I just gamed up another hoe
I ain't never needed help was gettin no loan
Everywhere I go they always want to bring me home
I got this name for a reason wasn't doing no sleeping
I'll strip you out your gear and take a trip to Neiman's
Then spend it all in cash I really don't think you need it
I'm really out here getting money, I used to be a demon
The toxic nigga she was with while you was cheating
Now I'm turning down hundreds of bitches every season
No need for being mad though I'm just TR
I'm the last dude you gotta face when you defeat the players
You want to be like me you pay now i'll teach you later
I was facing heavy time I ain't never fold
Feel like you strong huh you think you invincible
He ain't Terry Crews these shells gone hit your dome
I made her fly 1,000 miles just to hit his hoe
You want some money don't pull up in a fishbowl
I then felt all the waters they said I'm dead wrong
I'm still going places you niggas can't go
I came a long way from handing out halo's
I never touched her getting money was the main goal
She gone tell all her friends she was with TR
They'll do anything just to ride in my car
They like damn TR why it's so much on the floor
Good vibes and good eats in a 5 star
I love the money you make me but I love me more
Reason I never chase you cause you ran too far
I'm designered the fuck down in a Gucci store
I'll slay the bitch bad before she chop me
1,000 dollars on my kicks just to hold feet
The Real Deal Walker was getting money from yo shawty wasn't talking to her
I'll get up on you I am not a door knocker
Wouldn't believe all the times that I had to block her
I got scam niggas that's really getting bands for me
I got strip bitches that ain't never danced on me
I can show you clouds if you put your hands on me
Yea they talk bread but that shit be killing me
They be envying and trying to get rid of me
Hope they know this FN show no fucking sympathy
Just remember this one thing when you see TR flexing
I'm not balling no more this really how I'm living
My lifestyle is blowing bags and the lightest of pimping
I ain't stunting for the gram cause that aint what it's giving
I did a lot and made it here off the finest commission
The toughest guys ain't here no more and they don't recommend it
I'm the Truth I'll give you tips cause I'm the final mission
I can show you the Walker life if you give me a listen
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