The Truth

Soulja Yayo

Ayy

Duke is on deck

Ayy

Hood fame USA

Money ain't shit

I can't tell no lie bitch I'm the truth

Press the button car gon' lose the roof

All my diamonds real and I got proof

All my niggas shoot but we don't hoop

I can't tell no lie bitch I'm the truth

Press the button car gon' lose the roof

All my diamonds real and I got proof

All my niggas shoot but we don't hoop

That fuck shit you talkin ain't nothing but cap

Catch a opp out on my block he get clapped

Catch a opp out on my block he get wrapped

I'm going for the sack just call me Warren Sapp

Imma send shots through his trap

Fuck nigga mad cause his hoe keep her head in my lap

I'm trappin for a million you just want clout

Big homie Yayo you better watch your mouth

We got that work I ain't never seen a drought

You looking for bitches pop up on the south

You looking for bitches pop up where it's hot at

Fuck nigga come on my block and get shot at

It feel like yesterday that I was hittin licks

Just me and 2 Sleep runnin round through the projects

Whatever you want we got that

Trap god put a four in the water and bring a whole block back

Your brother got hit where the fuck was your Glock at

Rap ass nigga boy you know you ain't bout that

I can't tell no lie bitch I'm the truth

Press the button car gon' lose the roof

All my diamonds real and I got proof

All my niggas shoot but we don't hoop

My niggas they shoot but no hoop

I pull up to the trap and I'm droppin the top out the coupe

I'm havin a pint of the juice

Fuck with the gang you know that we shoot

In the trap workin my move

I grab the styrofoam pour up a deuce

Bentley don't drop till 2022

I see 12 in my rear view

Drop a brick on the scale

Came up from a brick and a bale

Fuck with gang nigga we dumpin shells

Roll up the backwood put it in the air

Who is that I ain't never care

My draco extended clip takin that everywhere

Balenciaga on the chandelier

Choppa knock off a fuck nigga ear

20 Bricks in Balenciaga backpack

Standin in the trap I'm servin that crack

Run up on gang you niggas gettin whacked

Walk in designer and play with the racks

Sellin bricks tax em for that

Hit em with the choppa cause he was askin for that

Yeezys on my feet cost me a rack

Gotham city Wraith matte black

I can't tell no lie bitch I'm the truth

Press the button car gon' lose the roof

All my diamonds real and I got proof

All my niggas shoot but we don't hoop