Truthfully Lyrics

If I'm speaking truthfully, ain't nothin' you could do to me

Cause I done seen it all, been through pain, but that ain't new to me

Scared to let you in cause I know how they be usin' me

Like, I got all these scars, you don't know how they be bruisin' me

I know I'm the only option, that's why she be choosin' me

Know a couple niggas tryna kill me, keep the tool with me

Crashing bout a bitch who be fuckin' me and chewin' me, you losin' me

You run up actin' crazy and we handlin' it brutally

How that bitch a snake and she be walkin' out so beautifully

I then fucked a model, so these bitches don't be cute to me

I know she don't love me, she just love when she be screwin' me

I know that I'm a G.O.A.T. when I be shootin' like I'm two-to-three

No, this shit ain't new to me, you hear it, then I'm livin' it

Why she always venting bout her scars like she pickin' it

Know they see me ball, when they askin', I be givin' it

Cause I know how it feel in that struggle, when you gettin' it

I'm just stickin' it to niggas who was hatin'

And my bro call me the ticket cause he know that I'ma make it

I ain't steppin' on that stage unless they callin' me the greatest

I was patient, now I'm steppin' in designer, it's the latest

And I can tell a story, but I know they tryna take it

And I can have the glory, but my niggas need a place in it

Why you tellin' me it's all love when you fakin' it

And niggas to my dawg, 33, ain't no replacing it

She gon' slide through, lil' baddie, have my way with it

And she gon' take it all, turn around, and then she facin' it

If I ain't in the stu, then that's a talent that I'm wastin' and

Glock gotta stay with me

Cocked and it's waitin' for the

Next op, the next drop, we get, and the

Next shot, a neck shot, he spit up

Chest shot, he best drop, don't get up

Or that next shot get sent, soul get sent up

Anger pent up, I just gotta let it out

Coppin' out in person, I'm just tryna see what that message bout

Like, why you talkin' on the net if you ain't steppin' out

Yellin' gang, gang, I just wanna see you rep it now

Like, watch me tear it down, fuck it up

Bring the car around, cause we spinnin' now

Like, how you doin' on the chatting, you ain't in it now

A thousand times, a thousand shots, and now he in the ground

My brodie in the pound, free him

It's another op that I ain't catch, wait till I see him

He got all the bands, all the bitches, they wan' be him

But when I creep around, they gon' see these bullets eat him

Tell your lil' bitch, stay the fuck from out my DM

I'm in the trap from the AM to the PM

Tryna run a bag up

Nigga must not know I keep them Glocks, he better back up

I feel like I'm Harriet, the way I put these tracks up

They don't wanna see me in my zone

I take your life if you run up in this home

I'm makin' money every time they call my phone

I'm feelin' grimy, you can hear it in my tone

Rico was a snake and Ace told, so I carry it like Mitch

On the mound, when I pitch it, strike a nigga in his shit

You come up swingin', you gon' end up in a ditch

Six deep, when I creep, I'm just tryna catch a vic

I'm on some shit, but I got a goal

Me folding, they'll never see it, don't wanna see me grow

Want my eyes closed, but I wanna see the gold

I'm hot as shit, I don't know why they wanna see me cold