Truth Be Told
Aye you can't be so problematic
See you acting for a status why you bragging
I see through everything I got the magic glasses
Happy that I'm different I can't fit in with the masses
And I sit back and just watch the actors play the role
Stop tryna be something you not how to attract the trolls
Know it's weight when in that lane not sure if you can hold
Know people come and go that fame it could get cold
Ain't no respect you think designer an accomplishment
You mines well stay up on that shelf just like a condiment
Everybody gangster till that mail come in with documents
Homies tell on homies it don't matter about what block you in
Take care your family save the youth work on your inner self
You need the inner help your soul been screaming yelling
Know these rappers words ain't helping nothing but you casting spells
Gassing like it's cool you mines well go and sign up work for Shells
See I ain't tryna change you I'm just tryna trying a bell
Cuz when you dwelling stuck alone no food up in that cell
You going to think the world against you no one helped you bail
And I will keep it real the food ain't nice in county jails
Who wants to be around a bunch of men like everyday
When you got time to do can't be mad shawty fade away
Every woman sad to say they ain't gonna hold it down and stay
Life it keep on moving so you might as well get the mental straight
Being on that block get you watched you ain't invisible
Music nowadays and go to take in like some chemicals
Homies you think homie's only good when they can mention you
Can't forget you still alone when time to lock in pitiful
I learned my lesson I won't let the folks recycle me
They call it projects for a reason sit back silently
Observing who can make the most and call the shots
Go down for racketeering now you in that box
I hate when people say they watching out for opps
But be worried when in contact with the cops
They the biggest gang see they always had your drop
Make no sense to me the pick and choosing gotta to stop
But I ain't trying to downplay nobody I just know the game
Don't go crashing out for trying to get the media fame
When you go to see that there's a lot who might forget the name
I'd rather live my normal life then be put in a frame
See you acting for a status why you bragging
I see through everything I got the magic glasses
Happy that I'm different I can't fit in with the masses
And I sit back and just watch the actors play the role
Stop tryna be something you not how to attract the trolls
Know it's weight when in that lane not sure if you can hold
Know people come and go that fame it could get cold
Ain't no respect you think designer an accomplishment
You mines well stay up on that shelf just like a condiment
Everybody gangster till that mail come in with documents
Homies tell on homies it don't matter about what block you in
Take care your family save the youth work on your inner self
You need the inner help your soul been screaming yelling
Know these rappers words ain't helping nothing but you casting spells
Gassing like it's cool you mines well go and sign up work for Shells
See I ain't tryna change you I'm just tryna trying a bell
Cuz when you dwelling stuck alone no food up in that cell
You going to think the world against you no one helped you bail
And I will keep it real the food ain't nice in county jails
Who wants to be around a bunch of men like everyday
When you got time to do can't be mad shawty fade away
Every woman sad to say they ain't gonna hold it down and stay
Life it keep on moving so you might as well get the mental straight
Being on that block get you watched you ain't invisible
Music nowadays and go to take in like some chemicals
Homies you think homie's only good when they can mention you
Can't forget you still alone when time to lock in pitiful
I learned my lesson I won't let the folks recycle me
They call it projects for a reason sit back silently
Observing who can make the most and call the shots
Go down for racketeering now you in that box
I hate when people say they watching out for opps
But be worried when in contact with the cops
They the biggest gang see they always had your drop
Make no sense to me the pick and choosing gotta to stop
But I ain't trying to downplay nobody I just know the game
Don't go crashing out for trying to get the media fame
When you go to see that there's a lot who might forget the name
I'd rather live my normal life then be put in a frame
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Writer(s): Kwame Washington
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