the truth

[Chorus]
I'm the truth these niggas know (They know)
I just dropped a bag in a new bag so it can hold my tool
That shit beyond me (I don't feel anything), she wanna do the most, I let her go
They wanna sign me, I need 500k or it's a no
I fuck fine shit, I'm way out west again, like it's my home
I been shinin', all these diamonds drippin' wet, it make them own (Make 'em own)
I finna cook this song and hit my plug for twenties, I'm so gone (I'm so gone)
All the pieces fall in place, okay, I'm ready now that roll
I want more 'Tris in my codeine

[Verse]
They tryna ruin my ideas, they can't execute like me
I don't even care, it's how I feel, I can make money in my sleep
I'ma get rich just by speakin', I got a Drac' and it's for a defense
Hit 'em with the catty, niggas gon' reset
He don't get hoes, so the niggas e-sex
Hoes with me cryin' 'bout where the beach at
Walkin' with the Drac' every state, I need that
I got some drank out the country, I need that
Shoot up the spot, made the function evac'
Bitch did what? Now I can't repeat that
I might fuck but now I can't keep that
Know what I got, now I'm not conceited (I'm not)
It was really worse, and they fucked me up the most
I ain't healin' from that pain, so pray for my next hoe
She might think she lucky that she fuck with me, for sure (For sure)
I can sense her body, I can read it, yeah (I can read it)
She wants make it right, but I was just leavin', yeah (Odd and leave it)
But I can't leave that shit, now y'all be heated (That shit be wrong)
I probably had to stab a long time ago, defeated
We ain't stuck up on that bitch, she don't believe shit, I don't preach it
I'm in a cocaine white diesel
TRX, hoes, I'ma beat 'em
Peanut butter, Glock 30 clip lethal
Bitch, I don't have a one, so I'll rip
I'm in Seattle, where the best eater?
We just chill if her booty little
They can't see 'em like John Cena
Both my slime like Nemesita (Yeah)
Matter fact, I'ma tax for the feat
I don't wanna drop with you, you niggas weak (Woah)
Bitch been jumped by a hussy, I walk through the door, don't know how I be (Yah)
That's when you thought I'd tell him how it leads
Blockin' my [?] friends thieves
I pray for God to that lil bitch, hope she find happiness, she weak
I crushed y'all, prayed in my yard, but now I had y'all to tell 'em, I'm asleep
I was in Boston with a toxic bitch, hope everything do a screen (Okay)
I got so goddamn high and I couldn't hear a goddamn thing (Woah)
I woulda swiped the bitch out all these facts if I had better teams

[Chorus]
I'm the truth these niggas know
I just dropped a bag in a new bag so it can hold my tool (Tool)
That shit beyond me, she wanna do the most, I let her go (Go)
They wanna sign me, I need 500K or it's a no (Wow)
I fuck fine shit, I'm way out west again, like it's my home
I been shinin', all these diamonds drippin' wet, it make them own (Make 'em own)
I finna cook this song and hit my plug for twenties, I'm so gone (I'm so gone)
All the pieces fall in place, okay, I'm ready now that roll (That roll)
I want more 'Tris in my codeine (Okay)

[Outro]
I want more 'Tris in my codeine
I want more 'Tris in my codeine
They can't execute like me