B. TRUTH - No Filter

(Aye, hollon B.)
You don't like me, okay, fine
Why they always talking, I ain't paying them no mind
Them boys ain't that tough, they really just do that online
But I ain't got no filter, talk my shit and cross the line
So you bitches ain't gon' stop shit
Stop bitch, know that B. gon' pop it
I'm gon' always do my thing and niggas cannot top it
Watch it, if you are not 'bout it, better drop it
How you worryin' 'bout what I got but don't got shit
Yeah, I say what I want and I say how I feel
Everybody can't relate, everybody, ain't that real
While you speaking on the net, flexing $20 bills
I'ma be in the stu' on the way to a mill
Please tell me where all this motion that y'all claiming that y'all got
How they say that they in the field but everybody know that they not
The only one in my lane, so can't nobody take my spot
They think that I'm hard now, but they don't know I'm just getting hot
All the cap shit, better stop that, say you hard but you not that
Talking 'bout some shit that you don't even have, no you don't even got that
Fake chain, I don't rock that
Fake hoe had to drop that
Everything I say, I got receipts so you can't top that
Don't like me then I don't care
Fresher than a damn Moncler
When I get where I'm going, that spotlight nigga, no I won't share
No filter this real me, this no filter this real me
Protected so you can't kill me
So you bitches ain't gon' stop shit
Stop bitch, know that B. gon' pop it
I'm gon' always do my thing and niggas cannot top it
Watch it, if you are not 'bout it, better drop it
How you worryin' 'bout what I got but don't got shit
Yeah, I say what I want and I say how I feel
Everybody can't relate, everybody, ain't that real
While you speaking on the net, flexing $20 bills
I'ma be in the stu' on the way to a mill

Written by:
Bryson Thompson

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