To Be Honest

[Intro]
GloRilla
To be honest, I don't even be coming like that, but, I’m just finna-
Somebody told me I need to gon'- Ayy, gon' do that

[Verse]
At a point in life, if you say you love me, gotta show that
They wanna call it quits, but don’t nobody even know that
I be looking good as fuck, but deep inside be feeling so bad
Don't talk about my problems, I just put ‘em on a notepad
I don't talk about my problems, get to typin' and pour ‘em
I'an even writing a song right now, I feel like this a poem
It's some hoes I used to love, that now I act like I'on know ‘em
And the ones I fuck with now, I just be hoping that they loyal
And I know my time approaching, mane, that shit give the chills
I be gettin' so impatient, have to tell myself to chill
I’on even sleep at night, my mama think I’m poppin' pills
Daddy constantly asking me when they gon’ offer me a deal
Gloss told me I'an been there for her, shit had me in tears
She ain't never told me that, and we been rockin' for some years
If I couldn’t be yo' shoulder, I done always been a ear
But I was hurtin' by myself, I had to take some time to heal
Told my friends because I love ‘em, that I gotta keep it real
Don't care if you feelin' salty, we ain't sugarcoatin' in here
We can smoke and chop it up and I'ma be there when it's clear
‘Cause I'ma be there while it's smoke and I'ma be there when it's clear
Must be nice to fall in love because I'm sick of havin' hoes
I be wanting to try this shit, but mane, these niggas be some hoes
And I be tweakin' ‘bout my feelin's so I'll rather be alone
‘Cause shit, I know that I'm the one but nigga I'an one of those
Askin' “God, why me?” But I'on never get a answer
But I know it's for the good, so ayy, this shit don't even matter
And I know that time will heal, but this should move a lil' faster
I done grew up in the choir, now I'm preachin' to the pastor
Used to wanna be a singer, I wasn't tryna be a rapper
Got some people that'll come through and I'an even gotta ask ‘em
It's some niggas in the picture, I'an even gotta tap ‘em
It's some hoes that's gon' get touched, and I'an even gotta tap ‘em
At a point in life, if I hear a rumor, I'an clearin' shit
I know I'm gettin' hot, I gotta watch out who I chill with
I'm cuttin' bitches off now if they try to pull some weird shit
‘Cause hatin' a disease, and you need to get it cured, bitch
I be gettin' the highest when I'm really at my lowest
I be smilin' through my pain, so don't nobody even notice
In a minute, they gon' see me pop out slidin' in that lotus
So now I'm movin' forward, I just gotta keep the focus
Cut a hoe off that l love ‘cause she was messy, mane that's messed up
Time is money, baby, that's the only thing I'm pressed for
Everybody go through shit, they say it happens to the best of ‘em
Thankful for my blessings, I'm just waiting on the rest of ‘em
On God, on the gang