Your Side, My Side, The Truth lyrics

[Intro]
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Ladies and gentlemen, this is it
This is how we closin' things out (Listen up)
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[Verse]
Half these rappers, they know they never gon' get this bag
It's why I'm always gettin' twisted on their Insta tags
Window shoppin' like a pimp, I'm on my 50 bag
Rollin' through my city with a limp, I swear that 50's back
Told her, say it like she's battlin' with Tory
Switchin' lanes, get a pack and try to stash it for the morning, uh
All these rappers doin' statuses and stories
'Cause they're jealous that they'll never
Get the status or the glory, word
I said, "It's clear what you've done"
Nobody live in fear but I be fearful of love
Disappeared and came back once the winter was done
f*ck trust, earn it back, girl, it's clear that you must, I said
"f*ck, this kinda took me back"
I've always been the one for stressin' when I looked at that
I could throw away your love, try to hook it back
Now we got the cooker with the drugs, try and cook it back
sh*t, I was lost in my ways
Overseas with cocaine, gettin' locked in a safe
Three women in my room, got a lot they could say
C'mon, girl, put your wallet away, bring the drums back
I used to say money didn't matter
Then I got it, then I realised it's 'cause I never had it
I ain't sayin' that this motherf*ckin' money make you happy
But it's better bein' sad and coppin' yourself a bag, argh
Life's sh*t whether you rich or you're poor
So I'd rather put my missus in that Christian Dior
And put my kiddies through a school that pay a little bit more
'Cause my family is life and everything has a price
What you pay, son, how it feel?
Doublin' the money of people that signed a deal
They say that I'm the key, funny I got a pill
Stand up, stand up (Ha, they probably don't even catch that)
Wait, f*ck it, I said, "I'll move it along"
I just gave my brother a stack and said, "Pursue what you want"
I just copped my mum and dad the newest Louis Vuitton
Don't assume, ma'f*cker, please assume that you're wrong
What you know about travellin' Europe until the summer's done
And comin' back to money residual that we doubled up?
Thinkin' back before I even made a stack
And now I got the golden plaque, day rollie, I made it one-on-one
Nowadays, women, they want the one-on-one
Money over everything, it's none of none
Nowadays, women, they want the one-on-one
But it's money over everything, f*ck it up
[Outro]
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You're tuned into The Octagon (Haha)
I'll be back
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