Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Truth Be Told, artist - Blac Youngsta. Date of issue: 17.09.2020
Song language: English
Truth Be Told |
| Yeah |
| Get your top peeled back, brrt |
| Do you really have what it takes to be a millionaire |
| My TT, she got sick on me, I told her she’ll be fine |
| I saw that cancer killing TT, I saw TT dying |
| My TT want to see me, but my TT end up dying |
| Her husband, he was never supportive, he was mean all the time |
| That nigga pussy, he was mad every time the family came around |
| He beat my TT up every day, smacked her to the ground |
| I tried to shoot him one day, but my TT calmed m down |
| My TT lost her youngest son befor she lost her life |
| Her son got put 'em out, that shit ain’t right |
| If you can think of a pussy nigga, he fit the description right |
| I keep that dope in my lungs 'cause it keep my system right |
| Grew up in the South, Memphis where niggas don’t look up to they uncle |
| It’s fuck my daddy, but you know I’m gon' raise hell by mama |
| They gave us Obama, then Trump, so they gave us more drama |
| I keep my Glock on me, it’s tucked, so I call it my llama |
| Let’s talk about how pussy niggas didn’t wanna see me win |
| I signed to God, ain’t got my money but I didn’t leave my friends |
| I told the Lord to forgive me for everything, I repent |
| I killed so many niggas, I ain’t lying, niggas didn’t kill my friends |
| To every nigga that did something to me, I’ma get revenge |
| Keep a Glock on me, I’m cock homie before I walk in |
| You not my homie if my homie say you can’t get in |
| Niggas buyin' all these foreign cars just to gossip in |
| Truth be told, nigga |
| You a ho, you a ho |
| I’ma do it slow so I can do some more, and |
| And some more, and some more |
| Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga |
| You a ho, you a ho |
| I’ma do it slow so I can do some more, and |
| And some more, and some more |
| Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga |
| I love my cousin so much, put my son life on the line |
| My cousin called my phone, he asked me did I have them pounds |
| I told my cuz' I got him later, I’m babysittin' right now |
| My cousin told me hurry up, he need them pounds right now |
| I put on my clothes, I grab my keys, I grab my son, we leave |
| I usually take my time, but this my cousin, so I speed |
| I told him meet me at my grandma house, he said me me |
| I met my cousin at the gas station, it was OV |
| They pulled me out the car, put me on the ground, said, «You under arrest» |
| I realised my cousin took advantage of me at my best |
| Them crackers almost took my son from me, they had me stressed |
| I did my time, I kept my mouth closed, I ain’t tell shit |
| I put my life on the line for to sit back in the day |
| If you ain’t my homie, you know you can’t approach me 'bout no fade |
| Keep my bolagna right on me 'case my own homie play |
| My macaroni don’t jam, ain’t talking 'bout no K |
| How you cannot compare me to Pac or or Christopher? |
| This shit I spit, you can’t see my bars, they invisible |
| I’m living single, Mercedes Benzes, buy his and hers |
| I kick her out, I’m in someone house when I’m missing her |
| Don’t cut me down, don’t be send me down when I’m in a rush |
| No need for speeding in traffic when you gon' catch the bus |
| I grab my F&N out my drawers and tell me all I trust |
| This Draco ain’t gon' let me down and I put that on us |
| Truth be told, nigga |
| You a ho, you a ho |
| I’ma do it slow so I can do some more, and |
| And some more, and some more |
| Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga |
| You a ho, you a ho |
| I’ma do it slow so I can do some more, and |
| And some more, and some more |
| Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga |