This is the truth
Y'all mad at me
I'm the person y'all wanna be
I'm the person y'all kids look up to
That's why ya kicked me outta the middle school
Only lookin for relevancy
Now ya destroying creativity
That's why y'all comin at me
Bringin up my history
Your my former teacher
Bitch your in a danger
I'm turning into a creature
I'm becomin yo preacher
You a mothafucka
Don't make me call the grim reaper
I'm blown up like a creeper
I'm gon get richer an' richer
While y'all get poorer and poorer
Imma stay baller
You comin like a reacher
Act like I give a damn
Bout a ban
You mad bro?
Cause you can't get a hoe
N you can't get no doe
Pull up I'm home
Now you gotta go
I'm pullin up tho
This is the truth
Remember sayin I was gonna end up in jail
Never been in a cell
Time for you to burn in hell
Shouldn't have lied to me
You want the smoke?
Now you gon choke
I'm the one over here with the scope
Stop lying ya Lil bitch
Everyone knows you a snitch
You boutta get the stitch
Boutta ride in the ditch
Don't start rappin
You needa stop cappin
Gotta stop lyin
Some people can't be forgiven
This is the truth
You not gon be shinin
You ain't a baller
I'm gon be a hopper
Y'all think I'm broke
Takin me as a joke
I keep getting racks on racks
Always gettin stacks on stacks
Is dat why you a fiend?
Y'all know imma different breed
Is that why y'all act like I'm all ya need
I'm feelin like I'm creed
I'm not comin in last
Your the one needed the flask
This is the truth
