TBT

Seems everybody now-a-days really got a problem No bffs, best friends forget Real rose bloom fly Soon taking the jet Can’t wait, run the route I play for the Jets Hold up Réc changed, he ain’t speaking to me He ain’t Cole, no Lamar, he ain’t j to the z Out the pit of bullshit, dawg one with a b Know my soul been a treasure I buried it deep Let my Truth be told I really mean this Let my Truth be told I really seen it Let my Truth be told I’m finna pop And ain’t a damn thing they can do when I’m on, so I Let my truth be told If the Feds come We gon dip, haul ass Sphere so small, we don’t like wall rats Ops ain’t shit, they gon feel our wrath Like a trick, magic man won’t fill no bag Said your ex lacks, they ain’t on shit It ain’t your time, better check your wrist It ain’t on mine, so it ain’t no list If she ain’t all fine, then it ain’t no kids, so I Let my Truth be told I really mean this Let my Truth be told I really seen it Let my Truth be told I’m finna pop And ain’t a damn thing they can do when I’m on, so I Let my truth be told