Truth Be Told Part 3

[Verse]
Shit's changed since I moved out my mum's crib
Sick and tired, niggas know where mum lives
I hold in what I say, I don't talk a lot
They asked me if we're good, I'm thinking "Course we're not"
But I just smile and I say "Yes"
Cah I don't want mum dealing with this bait stress
So let me give you an insight what I'm going through
Sober thoughts on my mind so you know it's true
Rap or road, that's something that you've gotta do
My nigga looked me in my eyes, asked "What you gonna choose?"
I looked at him and asked him "What you gonna do?"
He looked at me like "Broski don't be a fool"
Shit man I'm stressed but I'm blessеd
I thank Allah that I'm not in the pen
Conversation with my plug and wе just spoke it out
Thinking to myself while I smoke an L
He didn't say he'll sort it but it's sorted out
Cah if that's the case, the bridge I'll just burn it down
But fuck that, life starts to turn around
No more feds telling me I need to turn around
Niggas got their hand out like I made it
I'm verified in my hood, I didn't fake it
Feds on my case, now they won't leave me alone
I'm hardly on the strip, I'm always at my home
Little kids think they're bosses, man the game's changed
I lost a hundred racks and I charged it to the game
Niggas talking trap like I never done it first
Been there, done that and I own the T-shirt
I remember having convos with the fiends
I never thought that I would rap in my dreams
Sitting there thinking "Shit, how this shit changed"
Cats used to call me Mowgli as my nickname
Truth be told and it's the truth I tell
Married to the game but I don't kiss and tell
They got my niggas on the landing, only difference now
They be banging out my tunes in the prison cell
My little cousin phoned me for a TEC
My other nigga just asked me for a Z
It's kinda mad, all my brothers all in pen
But it's nice cah I'ma look after them
I signed a deal and gave the lines to the mandem
I'm too bait to run the strip so they can have them
But you can still hit my phone for some big bits
Man them other rappers lying, they don't live this
This some real shit coming from a real G
I laughed it off when them niggas tried to kill me
I cried when my nigga backed the mash on me
And I weren't even shook, just in mad shock
I didn't even cry when I got shot
And that was my nigga from the start
I always used to bring that nigga to my yard
Fuck that, I used to buy that nigga clothes
Lesson learned, you can't trust a soul on road