The Truth lyrics

by

G.T.


[Intro]
Stacey?
n*gga, don't say my name, homie

[Verse 1: Gue Wop]
Tables turn, bridges burn, you win and you lose
I been up and down the road, tryna get in my groove
I got all different flavors, you can pick and choose
The feds all around the town, you ain’t seen the news?

[Verse 2: G.T.]
When it's all said and done, I still'll be on
I ain’t gotta be there, the bag'll be gone
I remember I ain't have it, they left me alone
Now I got it, I can't pay 'em to leave me alone

[Verse 3: Gue Wop]
Rap game ain't the same, man, these n*ggas b*tches
Dope game ain't the same, man, these n*ggas snitchin'
Ain’t no love in the streets, all these n*ggas switchin’
My uncle Woody used to talk, we sat back and listened

[Verse 4: G.T.]
Don't gotta worry ’bout no n*ggas sayin' they put me on
n*gga, we all got somethin', [?][0:59], we devote
Bro, you movin' too slow, I’m leavin' the store
n*ggas playin' ho games, I evened the score
[Verse 5: Gue Wop]
I just stashed a hundred for a rainy day
Put a dollar on that chopper, that's a hundred K
Two hundred on four hundred, left 'em on the plate
Amigo say he get 'em here, let him lead the way

[Verse 6: G.T.]
I ain't sh*t without my dogs, I'm the first to tell it
You only been [?][1:19]
A bunch of drug-dealin' n*ggas and convicted felons
And they pay a lil' extra if you hit his melon

[Verse 7: Gue Wop]
Told Mervo and Kel, "We gon' be straight"
Told [?][1:29], "Just get down the way"
I'ma get it down the way, might put her on the hound today
'Cause we came up from nothin' and we found a way
Everybody switchin' sides, who can I trust?
All these n*ggas want it hard when they come in dust
Told Chain "Grab the press," like these n*ggas dumb
Before I hit the work, I round it to the nearest one

[Verse 8: G.T.]
Wops hold up to six, I'll take the seven
This new dope ain't sh*t, used to take a seven
650 6 Series, that was '07
Back when Charlie used to f*ck up double-o-seven
Every time I got that bag, that sh*t is a blessing
I'm at the spot baggin' up, just give me a second
First I had to blend it up and let it settle
He don't know what he doin', pass the compressor
[Verse 9: Gue Wop]
f*ck watchin' for the feds, watch out for your friends
'Cause if they really want your spot, have you doin' ten
If we could throw up all the lean we ever swallowed
I guarantee you right now, couple million dollars
You think she love you 'cause you swipin', a dummy
I ain't ever had a been, b*tch, I been had money
Put thirty on your head, get you killed by your homie
'Cause right now, my flex comin' frosted like Tony's

[Verse 10: G.T.]
You ever took seven hundred and made twenty K?
You ever hop right off a plane and go make a play?
You never took two-fifty grams and got a half a man
You probably take two-fifty cash, you be doin' scams
What you know 'bout losin' it all and spendin' your last?
Pay attention when he whip it, he spinnin' it fast
Spin a n*gga so fast if it ain't for the cash
Hundred-round AR went right on your head

[Verse 11: Gue Wop]
Ayy, this just how we livin', dirty birds in my kitchen
Pack house full of b*tches, crack pipes and syringes
Workin' with that bag, I do whatever for a pension
Dope fiends on a mission, do whatever for some patches
These b*tches ain't sh*t, they do whatever for some chicken
Gone off the 'Gram, doin' whatever for attention
[Verse 12: G.T.]
You can't even say it's flooded when you got some diamonds missin'
Since I came this far, they gon' throw somethin' with it
If the [?][3:09] talk in that Dutchess kitchen
I probably wouldn't be rappin', just doin' the sittin'
n*gga just watchers, we'll teach you how to get it
The cops still watchin', but you n*ggas too suspicious
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