truth is

They all got the truth but somebody lying
And I don’t mean to be disrespectful
So I will say that somebody is misrepresenting
Somebody need to get checked when it come to checks
And with all due respect cause really I’m chilling
I’m a civilian so its not like I’m making a killing
But when you facing the realness you might
Want to one yourself
leave before they take your wealth
Bullies make you punch yourself
Nothing better me cracking up
Sitting on the sidelines with my side rhymes
No method style or fashion internet crashing
Money stashing and no plastic to cash in
I think I might need to put my name on a t shirt
Cats wearing skirts and capes this world is
And there seems to be no escape

Squats and lunges you was gone lie
But the truth got pulled like a plunger
The coldest winter ever meets the cruel summer
The truth is I want to Skate (wheels on flat screens) on 72” sony screens
Put a volcano on the digital feed
The truth is I appreciate the genius
I want to be king but I don’t want the worship
I want to love God perfect and you making me nervous
Cause my confidence on level 11
you look like a 6 or 7
With very low inhibitions
And really what is the mission
Girl listen
why you think they need so much money
Even the Christians be like – “picture me rolling”
How you hiding and holding
Full house and folding
You cant be square and rolling
I’m just saying somebody lying
They switch colors and sides at their own convenience
And I just smh like I ain’t seeing it

I have no desire to be around liars
Keep my ideas on chains and wires
The truth is very few have me inspired
I could name them but for what
Check my lines if you cant read the influence
Then the truth is its not there I don’t got to ride no coattails
I ‘ve been at this long enough to come up with tall tales or
Truth tell True tales
Cut this thing cook this thing and create sales
So why lie
I’m not on the rocks or ropes
My god you ask
Why lie beneath the guise of a blog
Simply because those who seek shall find
And those who have the talent in their hand
Still more times than not will pass on it
You got the winning hand and you throw your hand in
Me I’m not gone let you do it to me
You gone have to find me
Then remind me
Why you trying to to mind me
I will make you mine me
dig for the copper cultivate this precious metal
precious medal that I’m working for
pass the Pulitzer new York times bestseller
the only thing on my mind
Detroit renaissance rhymes
Even Floyd Mayweather was made in time
So I’m going to need a minute to polish
Before I shine
Like the the truth


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