Truth Booth
Don't fuck around and make me say something
Why you niggas talk so much but yet you say nothing
I see you hide behind your chain because you stay bluffing
And I'm about to lose control because I stay rushing
Politician my thoughts
Had me thinking these niggas cooking the shit that we smoking, snorting and poppin like they just received a Michelin star
They don't know who you are
We just some animals on top of a rich niggas table
The lowest in the pecking order man and we not able
To free our minds coz most of the time we doing time or letting the stereotype of being coloured come life or what Its like (damn)
The vision is clear
The more that I reach my goals the more I do realize that all the people I know is slowly starting to grow but I just Want you to know that I will never out-grow the love I have for your soul
I'll never disappear
You know we go deeper than that
Its deeper than rap
You had my back since Beez in the Trap and I thank you for that
Its time to put respect on my name I'm blessing the game
I switch flows like Dicky like Dave I'm paving the way
For niggas that have something to say
At the end of the day
We run shit they running away
My life on display
Came a long way from just being okay
I kill niggas with a pen and a page I take em back like Heritage Day
I have to study the game to take my shot with a telescope aim
Don't want the chest man I aim for the brain
Niggas so close to you nowadays they dont stab your in your back
They make you bleed by cutting a vein
That's a deep line
I hope you rewind and listen to that shit like three times
And reassess
Where you are in your life
But for now we go fuck up tonight
Right
Welcome to the ATL this is the Truth Booth
Where we tryna get the money solve a whole lotta issues
Pussy niggas outchea making dick moves
God Money Family nigga we official
Welcome to the ATL this is the Truth Booth
Where we tryna get the money solve a whole lotta issues
Pussy niggas outchea making dick moves
God Money Family nigga we official
Oh my gosh go kill em
That snake got so much venom (venom)
Oh my gosh we winning
That nigga got soul up in em (I'm like)
Oh my gosh go kill em
That snake got so much venom (venom)
Oh my gosh we winning
That nigga got soul up in em
I know it hurts to tell the truth that's why we out here telling lies
But have you ever asked yourself why
You came into existence my nigga you got a purpose on the planet
If you lost Ima be your self guide
(I Wanna see you self made)
Pop a bottle of champagne coz you self paid
Like gun powder in a shell case of a 12 gates
All I need is a spark to turn a rapper head into a milkshake (damn)