The Truth lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro: Slimesito & RXKNephew]
n*gga, we 50'd up in New York right now at the venue, bruh
This b*tch ass n*gga ain't tryna come outside with no [?]
This n*gga in this door, this door, like it's Tom and Jerry
Pull up, n*gga, out here, bro, I ain't doin' nothin'
(Damn, son, where'd you find this?)
Yeah
Nephew, n*gga, yeah
Nephew
Yeah (Why would you say that, n*gga?)

[Verse 1]
Talk about 50, we walk through the front (Yeah)
You a grown ass man, you could do what you want (Do what you want)
Brung out the Glock, who the f*ck gettin' jumped? (Slime, slime)
It's only one me, who the f*ck gettin' slumped? (Slime, slime)
I slide through the A like Snow on tha Bluff
Lil' bro Lul Tim way he jumped out the cut (Yеah)
b*tch ass boy, why his gang got locked up (Gang all locked up)
f*ck what, b*tch? Lil' boy got the wrong onе (Yeah)
This not a diss song, you got no hairline (No hairline)
Walk in the green room, "n*gga, how you doin'?" (Yeah)
You feel how you feel, but you ain't wan' do it (Ain't wan' do it)
You ain't wan' fight so you talm 'bout shootin' (Talm 'bout shootin')
You sayin', "What's up?", like you makin' a movie (Makin' a movie)
Get crazy as hell, they like, "Neph, what you doin'?" (Yeah)
n*gga beefin' for what? n*gga thinkin' he Kendrick (Yeah)
Bless what, n*gga? Hope the Lord gon' forgive me (Yeah)
The promoter said you was waitin' on Uber
Three n*ggas in the green room, all y'all high (All y'all high)
I was chillin' with fans, I was coolin' with thots (With my thots)
Take my shirt off, feelin' like the '08 Wop ('08 Wop)
Two-time felon, I'm at war with the Glock (War with the Glock)
Gang right up the street in the parking spot (Parking spot)
The f*ck you talkin' 'bout you at the front door? (Front door)
n*gga, me and gang up at the parking lot (Yeah)
All that Instagram stories, n*gga, ain't did sh*t (Ain't this sh*t)
Talkin' 'bout you gon' f*ck my b*tch, yo' ass can't even read (Can't even read)
That boy retarded, boy on SSI, he on SSD (He on SSD)
I looked you right off in your face, you waitin' for your QB (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know how I'm comin', f*ck all the bullsh*t (f*ck all the bullsh*t)
How you gon' turn to Lazer Dim? He younger than you
Your mans older than you, look dumber than you
f*ck it, I'll go to war with a hundred of you
All that bully sh*t, I ain't goin' for it (Goin' for it)
You gon' bully who? n*gga, suck my di*k (Who? RXK)
Real Drug Rich (RXK), n*gga retarded throwin' fits (Yeah)
You can ask Six, he was right with me (Right with me)
n*gga screamin' "50", he ain't have a .50 (Have a .50)
Get shot nine times like he 50' (Like he 50')
He be rollin' on the ground, screamin', twitchin' (Screamin', twitchin')
I ain't wanna make a song, ain't wan' diss him (Ayy)
But a n*gga took it to the Internet (Internet)
n*gga talkin' 'bout "Neph ain't in that" (Yeah)
Boy, you like a meme off the Internet (Off the Internet)
Boy, yo' face look like a chalkboard (Chalkboard)
Like some sh*t the kids be drawin' on (For real)
I ain't pus*y, who the f*ck you drawin' on? (Who?)
One thing I won't do is ever call the law (On God)
I'ma shoot, n*gga, 'til my last shot (Last shot)
I should change my name to 100 Shots (100 Shots)
Have the n*gga lookin' like Papa Doc (Yeah, yeah)
Promoter like, "Chill, he 'bout to call the ride" (Come on, come on)
f*ck you talkin' 'bout you outside? (Huh?)
n*gga, call my number (Call my number)
f*ck you makin' threats on the 'Gram for? (Yeah, why?)
n*gga, I'm 'round the corner (Yeah)
When you hear that FAH! we ain't playin' around (FAH, FAH, FAH!)
If I see a opp, I say I'ma kill, man, we gon' lay 'em down (Lay 'em down)
n*gga said, "f*ck RXK" (Pft, ha-ha)
That n*gga crazy as hell!
Needa get yo' ass up and see the eye doctor, boy, you lazy as hell (Lazy as hell)
Your dawg had to beat his murder charge, I couldn't pay for the bill (Yeah)
n*gga still owe that hundred dollars, I'm bein' petty as hell (Petty as hell)
Think Neph scared of a anorexic fiend? (Huh?) You crazy as hell (Crazy as hell)
Ask your DJ and folks you was with, and your b*tch, I was wavy as hell (For real)
Y'all was funky with sweatsuits on in the green room, beat, lookin' crazy as hell (Yeah)
Put hands on who and scare who? That's like seein' dinosaurs (Yeah)
I woulda got yo' ass a Uber if you woulda chilled, woulda calmed down (Yeah)
You wasn't outside lookin' for me, you was lookin' for your Uber
Your Uber was late, you like, "f*ck it, let's make a vid' about Neph"
You opened up for me, n*gga
You been rappin' since 2013, n*gga (For real)
I came home in 2016, n*gga (For real)
Moved a milli and n*ggas can't be me, n*gga
On the Henny this is not a bean, n*gga
You been skinny since 16, n*gga (16, n*gga)
You been skinny since 23, n*gga (23, n*gga)
ARP bigger than three of them n*ggas (Three of them n*ggas)
Shut the f*ck up, you f*ckin' up them beats
n*gga mad 'cause producers work with me
You look 40, tryna act 23
All you had to say is you get slapped for free
I should name this sh*t "The Green Room" (Yeah)
When I met him, I'm like, "Nice to meet you" (For real)
When I met him, I'm like, "I'm a fan"
He a good kid, I tried to shake his hand
All that tough sh*t, he ain't did sh*t
Tryna look like Ice Cube in your pictures
Why you lookin' crazy like you killed a n*gga? (Bozo)
Can't crack a smile like you hate life (Clown)
If I looked in the mirror, I wouldn't smile either
Boy, you look like [?] and Vegeta
You was movin' like a Bad Girls diva
How you kickin' yo' feet and start screamin'?
Why you outside in the cold lookin'?
You the type of dirty n*gga to be in bookin' (pus*y)
You used to be in a intersection sellin' water
Dirty ass n*gga, splash you with water (pus*y)
Talkin' 'bout "Gang, gang, gang, gang", n*gga, get yo' funky ass in the shower
You in the cold waitin' for your Uber for hours (n*gga)
They like, "Where Neph at? He left you" (Man, shut up)
Boy, you chasin' ghosts, lookin' crazy (Why you chasin' ghosts, n*gga?)
[Interlude]
This not a diss record, it's just the truth
If anything, it's just the truth
It's not no funny sh*t, no fake sh*t, they say all I do is rap what I know
Don't shoot the messenger, this what I know
Your hairline f*cked up, you mad
This is years later, come on, it's a meme, bro, this sh*t on Google, n*gga
f*ck is you mad at me for, n*gga? Be mad at your b*tch
Watch you f*ck my b*tch? Boy, you can't even read
I'll apologize right now if you can read one page out of a Captain Underpants book
'Cause I, like I really have this belief, like I truly believe that you can't read not one page out of a Captain Underpants book
You can't read no Dr. Seuss, you definitely can't read how '50 told Mayweather with the Harry Potter, you can't read that neither
I don't think you can even comprehend
You're retarded, man, f*ckin' with me? You must be slow, boy, get your medication
Know you took meds when you was little
Runnin' 'round stupid like Beavis and Butthead (Argh)
'Til you get busted, your f*ckin' [?] had a lump, and you all—
Come on, man, shut up now, you had to join a gang to be tough, n*gga
I'm tough by myself, n*gga, I walk around by myself, n*gga
It's just me and my b*tch, boy, the way I walk in (f*ck you)
The way I do these shows, n*gga, the way I'm independent
I don't need no team, I don't need to throw up no gang signs, n*gga
You can't even say the correct word, n*gga
'Cause another n*gga told you not to, n*gga
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, n*gga? n*gga
Shut up, n*gga, and talk correct, n*gga, 'fore your big homie slap you, n*gga
f*ck outta here, n*gga
Guess what, lil' n*gga? (Yeah)
RXK
[Part II]

[Intro]
They like, "Don't, leave it alone"
But I'm like f*ck it, this what the lil' n*gga want
He older than me, but he's a lil' n*gga, but (RXK)
I'ma show him, 'cause he can't even rap, he don't even know no (RXK, RXK)
Yeah, hold on, let's get it, yeah
Hold, hold, hold, hold, yeah
I'ma show him somethin', hold on, hold on, come on
He ain't comfortable in his own skin, uh-huh

[Verse 2]
He smokin' whippets, he ain't got no wind
His homeboys di*kridin', they ain't got no friends
They stuck in the green room like it's a bull pen (Yeah)
Ain't none of 'em do sh*t
RXK, draggin' my nuts
This n*gga little, put his body in the back a Nissan Altima trunk
Your homies wasn't there, n*gga, why you callin' em up?
You posted fake vids, you the one who brought this sh*t up (For real)
I sit back, laugh at him (Yeah)
He thought Baghdad in there
Homie had to tell him "Chill", I thought he had his dad with him
Gloves on, rings on, with a 'Preme mask on me
Pull up with a fake b*tch with a lotta ass on her (Yeah, uh-huh)
You a thot, got security to try to gas homie (For real)
Few blocks on the shot, ain't wanna put the strap on him (Yeah)
Tryna keep it cool, but I coulda really slapped homie
Ten toes down on the wall with my back on it
Who the f*ck is you scarin'? Not me
It's f*ck RXK? Nah, It's f*ck R$G
f*ck R$G, you n*ggas all fiends (Uh-huh)
Don't know what kinda beans you on, got n*ggas hyped up
Unc, chill before you get your hairline lined up
You know you ain't want smoke, why gang let you sign up?
You not from Atlanta, you from outside the city (For real)
I pulled up, M8, I was all in your city
Fluhkunxhkos off the [?], you need to listen to him
He wasn't doin' push-ups, he was not in the gym (For real)
They comparin' me to Pap, n*gga, I'm not him
I will dump the whole Glock, n*gga, again and again
We really bag heron up right out the pen
Look him dead in his eyes like, "That ain't him" (For real)
Slap sh*t out a n*gga, they think I'm back on the bens
He was nice dolo 'til he got back with his friends (On God, n*gga)
[Interlude]
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, n*gga? (Yeah)
It's f*ck me, then f*ck you
f*ck me, then f*ck you (Then, f*ck you)
n*gga, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout, n*gga? Fake ass bully
The f*ck you thought you was n*gga?
The Terminator, The Terrifier or somethin'?
f*ck you thought, n*gga? Eat a di*k, n*gga
And your homies that's di*kridin' all in the DMs
I don't even know them n*ggas, but if it's f*ck me, then f*ck you, n*gga
n*gga, when, I ain't even, this a one man army, n*gga
This how I'ma talk and speak 'til I'm dead
Eat a di*k, n*gga, my grandma will punch your grandma out
My dog will kill your dog
My gun bigger than yours, my b*tch booty bigger than your b*tch booty
I do everything better than you (Don't make me the story, man)
You dirty as a b*tch (Don't make me the story, man)
You hatin', you started this, it's your fault (Stop playin' wit' me, bro)
I ain't take the picture
f*ck it, n*gga, you started it, n*gga
Yeah, n*gga, gangway, b*tch boy

[Segue]
Keep it rollin', don't even hit nothin', bro
n*ggas know the real story, man, you the one who started this, man
f*ck outta here, n*gga, we had the same green room, n*gga
n*gga walked in here, boy, you actin' like you seen a ghost, n*gga
f*ck outta here, boy, you ain't do nothin', you ain't say nothin'
You had every ample opportunity to do it
You coulda did what you did, said what you said, did whatever you wanted to do
But you didn't do it, so calm down
Tryna take it further than what it is, stop it man
'Fore you be missin' some teeth, or you don't be, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like, stop all the threats and all that Internet sh*t, 'cause n*ggas will really beat you the f*ck up
I ain't wanna do it for free, but we got a lot of fans, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got fans, I got fans, they can all come to the arena and see me knock you the f*ck out, beat you up
'Cause you wanna get beat up for no reason when, when you got a lotta n*ggas to be beatin' up, you know what I'm sayin'?
f*ck is you talkin' 'bout, man? What's wrong with you, man?
Beat the n*gga up who did your hairline like that, first
I'll beat you up first, and beat you up again
Any time you wanna get beat up, just hit my line, just DM me, just hit me
I don't got you blocked, I'll answer all your DMs, I sent you my number
Just hit me any time you wanna get beat the f*ck up and I'ma punch you the f*ck out
All in your forehead, in your chin, your jaw, your uppercut
f*ck outta here, boy, you better jump in the gym
I wan' put some money up now, 'cause this is a bet at this point
Like, ain't no real beef, you sayin', you, you, I don't know what you mad about, your hairline, but you wanna fight, let's just put the money up
You know what I'm sayin'? We can give it to charity at this point
We can give it to kids with cancer, man
I ain't sayin' nothin' else, we can give it to charity
I just wanna make some money, I wanna feel good makin' money
I ain't punchin' n*ggas out for free, I been doin' that all my life, I'm done doin' that
I get paid for my services, n*gga

[Part III]

[Intro: Slimesito & RXKNephew]
n*gga, we 50'd up in New York right now at the venue, bruh
This b*tch ass n*gga ain't tryna come outside with no [?]
This n*gga in this door, this door, like it's Tom and Jerry
Pull up, n*gga, out here, bro, I ain't doin' nothin'
(Damn, son, where'd you find this?)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
(I'll see y'all later, SuWoop)

[Verse 3]
Get yo' ass popped ridin' 'round with a fake gun
How that's a lick? Run down, you ain't take none
Young n*gga wildin', gon' shoot out the sunroof
Beatin' the clock, I'ma trap when I want to (Yeah, yeah)
Down bad, stuck on your ass, who'll front you? (Down bad)
b*tch like, "Neph, come home", I don't want to
Back up, baby, I'm adjustin' my Glick
You tryna rob somethin, you thinkin' you slick
Your dawg locked up and he broke as a b*tch
1500, bro, slide on your b*tch
Hit one lick, got him thinkin' he rich
Put the pole on him just to buy sh*t for the kids
Look in the mirror, how fresh can he get?
Jump out the foreign and drinkin' a fifth
'Fore I even f*cked, told her line up a lick
Get out my sleep, think 'bout robbin' a b*tch
Jump out the cut, voilà
He got a stick, he wavin' that b*tch
Dirty ass n*gga, he crunchy as sh*t
Unc p*ssed on his self, money funky as sh*t
Miles on my feet, I'll walk to a lick
Trap bilingual way I talk to a lick
Might be disrespectful way I talk to a b*tch
Like, "Pardon me, hold on, fresh as sh*t, b*tch!" (Uh)
I don't dance in the club, tryna hold my Glock
Brodie 6'2", 250, coulda played ball (Yeah, yeah)
He like, "f*ck that sh*t, I got crack in my drawers" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*gga, the f*ck you gon' do when your back on the wall?
I'll drive the V8, I'll drive to Detroit
Popped so many beans, all I see is white noise
Don't complain about your bills, n*gga, get a Glock
All he heard was FAH! n*gga said, "AHH!"
Walk in yo' trap, put heron in it
We all know that face, can't sell to that n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
Unc ran up his bill, can't credit that n*gga
You got shot in your sh*t, what you said to that n*gga?
Big ass Glock, he do not pick and choose
Glock, phraw-boh! He will not get a bruise
Walk down on who? Get shot out your shoes
Wanna be famous, got clout off the news (Yeah)
I check the mail, I think I'm Blue's Clues (Yeah, yeah)
Check in with who? He must be on shrooms
Marry the trap, jump a fork, not a broom
Break in my wrist, then it caught arthritis (Yeah)
Wrist in a Pyrex, sh*t look like it's fightin'
Trap look like I hit that b*tch with a elbow (I'll see y'all later, SuWoop)
DMC run, tryna run me some Shelltoes
I been robbin' since Starter jackets with the velcro
Carhartt jumpsuit on, sellin' crack
12 12 bag and we turnin' this crack (Yeah)
Don't you thumb through my bags, you ain't doublin' back
1300, can't do nothin' with that
Knuckle up where? Where the f*ck is your strap?
Bro on parole and he smokin' a Black
Come here, let me tell you somethin', you'll get shot for a fun fact (Paow)
Lil' bro DDT, he disarm you
In the kitchen by the window, f*ck the army (Yeah)
Bro got his face tatted, f*ck college
I know a broke n*gga who named Knowledge (b*tch)
n*gga named Dollars, no dollars
n*gga named Shotty, no shotty
n*gga named Killer, no killers
n*gga named 40 with no .40 (Sad)