The Truth
What they gone do with a nigga not a damn thang yea
Runnin this shit I pulled a hamstring yea
Ya betta cool me where the fan man
Yea I turn up for them digits where the bands man
Lemme be truthful
I just found a loophole
I don’t care who i lose no more
I ain’t tryna lose no
So if you wanna leave you can go
I was fine by myself
Let a nigga grind by hisself
I ain’t finna whine bout ya help
I ain’t finna trip
Ima take this time with my health
Ima take this time to get wealth
Better check a nigga whip uh
If its a problem then its fixed uh
Boy I’m sam from holes I gotta wrist
Nine times outta ten vans the kicks uh
And be in blue so much think I’m a crip
Woah
Im tryna grow with the gang
Wanted a girlfriend but these women all the same
Wanted some new friends but niggas weird and lame
So im finna get them m’s with them niggas who never changed
Yea nope I ain’t tryna link
Yea you cool in public but nigga yo soul stink
You aint one of my bros you probably get cold feet
Or you snakin’ on the low as if i don’t see
What they gone do with a nigga not a damn thang yea
Runnin this shit I pulled a hamstring yea
Ya betta cool me where the fan man
Yea i turn up for them digits where the bands man
Lemme be truthful
I just found a loophole
I don’t care who i lose no more
I ain’t tryna lose no
So if you wanna leave you can go
I was fine by myself
Let a nigga grind by hisself
I ain’t finna whine bout ya help
I ain’t finna trip
Ima take this time with my health
Ima take this time to get wealth
Don’t check on me cause I gotta check on me
Already know what that text gone be
Yea I ain’t tryna flex homie but i’m working out with them bands boflex on me
Aye look I love you and I wanna see you win
But you too much for my brain i’m sorry I cant be friends
Sorry this had to end i’m tryna get straight wins
You worried bout other stuff ain’t no time to be caking
I need a hit after hit after hit after hit
Deadshot with my goals baby I ain’t tryna miss
Wish you was by my side but you know the phrase F.I.S.H
Everything for a reason no need to be getting pissed
What they gone do with a nigga not a damn thang yea
Runnin this shit I pulled a hamstring yea
Ya betta cool me where the fan man
Yea i turn up for them digits where the bands man
Lemme be truthful
I just found a loophole
I don’t care who i lose no more
I ain’t tryna lose no
So if you wanna leave you can go
I was fine by myself
Let a nigga grind by hisself
I ain’t finna whine bout ya help
I ain’t finna trip
Ima take this time with my health
Ima take this time to get wealth
Yea nope I ain’t tryna link
Yea you cool in public but nigga yo soul stink
You aint one of my bros you probably get cold feet
Or you snakin’ on the low as if i don’t see
What they gone do with a nigga not a damn thang (Not a thang)