I Swear lyrics

[Chorus: Cap-1 & Young Dolph]
Got a studio jumpin like the trap
Couple of my partners servin crack
Couple of my n*ggas wearin packs
Got a n*gga [?] strap
All my n*ggas all about the money
All my n*ggas all about the money
All my n*ggas all about the money
Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
I sware
I sware to being a real n*gga till my last breath
n*gga I sware
I sware it ain't that many real n*ggas out here
n*gga I sware [?] leave till there's nothing left
n*gga I sware
I sware, yeah I sware

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
Sware to tell the whole truth, sware to god I ain't lying
[?] pull up
b*tch ain't f*cking, ain't sucking, [?] n*gga I sware
Sware ain't got no more feelings [?] these hoes [?]
Hit the strip club, get to throwing up the bucks
Everything I wanted, man I got it in the clutch
n*gga I sware
My partners loaded up with pistols
Got 40's with 30's, we trapping them birdies
Get it while it's early
[?] bout to serve me
n*gga I sware
[?] thumbing through the check
[?]
Pull up in the hood, with the foreigns I flex
n*gga I sware
n*gga I sware
[?] shoot a hundred at your ano fare
Front door or back door, n*gga I don't care
Boyfriend a lame, tell that n*gga he a square
Step out the booth, play right there
Thumbing through a check, got a hundred K large
Realest n*gga in here, man them other n*ggas frauds
n*gga I sware
[Chorus: Cap-1 & Young Dolph]
Got a studio jumpin like the trap
Couple of my partners servin crack
Couple of my n*ggas wearin packs
Got a n*gga [?] strap
All my n*ggas all about the money
All my n*ggas all about the money
All my n*ggas all about the money
Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
I sware
I sware to being a real n*gga till my last breath
n*gga I sware
I sware it ain't that many real n*ggas out here
n*gga I sware [?] leave till there's nothing left
n*gga I sware
I sware, yeah I sware

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
n*gga I sware
My trap boomin, your b*tch choosen
Told her meet me at the room right quick so I can [?]
You out here loving these b*tches, I'm out here doggin these b*tches
Too focused on this paper, to these b*tches, two middle fingers up
f*ck all these b*tches
My n*gga I sware money is the only thing I think about
Too much syrup and herb, [?] bleeding out
Told my plug I need it now
It's time to [?] feed the town
You know it's good weed in the air
Lotta money in the building when we around
n*gga I sware
I sware [?] hell
All of my n*ggas keep something for sale
Tryna stack a mill and stay out of jail
Money is the ruler [?]
[?] trappin in hell
Spending money everywhere that I go
I can't stop leaving paper trails
It's Dolph
[Chorus: Cap-1 & Young Dolph]
Got a studio jumpin like the trap
Couple of my partners servin crack
Couple of my n*ggas wearin packs
Got a n*gga [?] strap
All my n*ggas all about the money
All my n*ggas all about the money
All my n*ggas all about the money
Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
I sware
I sware to being a real n*gga till my last breath
n*gga I sware
I sware it ain't that many real n*ggas out here
n*gga I sware [?] leave till there's nothing left
n*gga I sware
I sware, yeah I sware