The Truth (Intro)

You f*ck up Get sent up the block I don't f*ck with y'all Y'all niggas ah talk Send shots - fye, fye Pop off at a opp I roll up - I roll up I smoke up the booth Bitch I'm spittin' the truth What am I supposed to What am I supposed to do? Gotta ash it I don't pass it All my niggas bosses Already have it Living lavish This the life I wanted See it, get it, grab it Gotta have it Jetty juice, Grabba Leaf Cash on me Countin' up like I gotta have it Bong pack it Palm back and it's a wrap Stop rappin' Can't stop laughin' I ain't going back Bump trappin' Never go reverse Never go backward Now I'm smoking on a Grabba Leaf I don't f*ck with none of them Backwoods This is really what it had to be Know Palm gotta bring it back for us Motherfuck performing 'less you gimme 25 stacks for it Motherfuck recording with me 'less you gimme 75 back for it Drone footage in a antique I'm a have to dress in all black for it If she really enjoying me then I'm a have to come right back for it F*ck rappin', check my stats whore Break the glass on the backboard Bitch shake her ass for a black boy Hotel suite, what you say? Futuristic like Elroy Scoop up the cousin down in Delray Pop the tab down in MIA Damn - I ain't know you was a rat boy Pullin' up PJ Mask - No CatBoy I'm chasing that bag Get up out the way I'm on the beach while I meditate Me and you nigga we don't relate I give a f*ck what a hater say He ain't gon' do nothing anyway These nigga looking like Featherweight Bitch I'm like Mayweather - Only here to get paid I split yo wig, need a new toupe, Why these red niggas feel blue today? Why these green niggas be two faced? Knock 'em out - give 'em a tooth ache Niggas these days they be two fake Look, unh I gotta soldier crew Niggas on to niggas is on to you Don't wanna talk to you Niggas is over Niggas is over you I got some shows to do I got some mo' I got some mo' to do I'ma expose the truth What am I supposed What am I supposed to do?