The Truth

Crashed in the crater like a fucking basket
The basket go swish, money turn elastic
Right into bands
Started cashin, cash in like I'm taxin
Just hope i dont end up in a casket

Press my foot up on the gas
A lil gas will leave my demons right up in the past
Fighting through the voices just to end up coming last
Fell in love, until love became a task
And I had to ask
Why do niggas always gotta cap

Cappin, call them captan
Say I do the most, but they floppin and they flappin
So, now I'm dry like I'm chapped and
I dont know if I'll ever love again
Or feel nothin
I'ma love drunken drunkie with no love to love me
Losing control I'm untucking
None of these niggas know love they just wanna fuck me
Thought it was destiny but maybe I was unlucky
To meet someone who would take from me
A leech, faithfully
That's why lately I been keeping to myself
But it feels like I'm under attack
With no one to help
Mentally I'm trapped inna shack, abandoned on a shelf
So, I sat and asked myself what I'm finna do
With the things that happened since I came unglued
And I'm the fool, who if I can't help me ima help you
Two of me he'd break if only he knew
Love ain't enough and it's cruel
My heart shattered but it's coo
I'm pickin up pieces, two by two
Learning things I never knew
It's a cold world but it's warm inside
Making money the only thing on my mind
Can't let a nigga close, I'm guarded this time
Keep my eyes closed so you can't catch my eye
He blinded me, never thought he'd lie to me
Should've known it was crumbly
A foundation built on nothing
Except a bitch in molding
I'm a squib, unfolding
And the only love I got is moldy



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Writer(s): Cha White
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