Truth

And I'm feeling like telling the truth I ain't been scared in a minute or two And as soon as I step in the booth I'm the bad guy good guy that guy to My stack tall like heels on shoes Iss headline like evening news I don't rest I've been meaning to But why stop now when I'm beating you My plate full bros eating to Old school crip how the P got blew Bros shoes red crept said soo woo Price went up invoice times two All my cheques come paired Bluetooth Guess I changed on them who knew Alone up here but I like my view Ima bust that door and the ceiling to Either way Iss gone get through There's no cap in that sentence there Don't make me bring your ending near Any man Any where They talk big till they faced with this then they disappear Bars in the clip and a finger that itch we can do this here Never did rate nah they ain't my peers I face them man so they face their fears I can tell by their face they're scared Me verse them ain't fair Handle the bag like Mj is gone try switch hands in the air Need fans in the stands with their hands in the air Or a girl with a back and her hands in my hair Who the f*ck made you think I care If the bag ain't there then I'm out No discussion I need a respectful amount And respect ain't dependent on Instagram clout But whatever it's better I never attend to the shit that come out of your mouth Ha And I'm feeling like telling the truth I ain't been scared in a minute or two And as soon as I step in the booth I'm the bad guy good guy that guy to My stack tall like heels on shoes Iss headline like evening news I don't rest I've been meaning to But why stop now when I'm beating you Im feeling like telling the truth I ain't been scared in a minute or two And I'm feeling like telling the truth I ain't been scared in a minute or two