TopDollaBaby 3 - Truthfully Speaking

Tryna grab them K’s
So I can rock out on my demons
Why he sliding without his blood
He never solo he anemic
Sipping muddy my heart dirty
Sipping water tryna clean it
And we prolly took yo pack but if you askin
We ain’t seen it
Smoking rocks they from moon
How the hell I get to venus
Say he heard the opps was lurkin
Now his glizzy got a penis
And its fuck da hpd
And every rat who point the finger
Got my nigga innat can
Like he just stack of pringles
Said our love would last forever
We ain’t never lasted
Tryna run into that bag having
Dreams of crashing
Dem drugs put me on a plane
But I ain’t claiming baggage
And my family ain’t the same without
My granddaddy
I feel like i’m all alone
Ain’t nobody wit me
And i’m steady doing wrong
I just hope god forgive me
Why would I let you keep my heart
And you can’t keep a secret
Got shit I wish I never seen
I hate the shit i’m peepin
Why dem people break my heart
When I was dead broke
Tryna wash away these scars
I got red soap
Put a thousand in my casket
Can’t be dead broke
I ain’t in no competition
They gon still vote
Yea they took away my dawg
This place feel dont the same
I hated seeing him in dat cell
I wish he was in chains
But I’m gone keep yo name alive
No you wont die in vein
And to them people who
Lost they people you’ll feel my pain
I been having evil thoughts
But They won’t get to me I’m hoping
They say it don’t cost to breathe
But i just copped a g
And smoked it
Struggling and hustling
Dreaming about a million
If you ont know the feeling nigga
You ont know the feeling
Even when i was victim
Yea they said i was the villain
And I can’t win for losing
All i’m worried bout is millions
And niggas will lie wearing true religion
Dey get
More like these bitches
I Forgot to mention
I’m not
Fucking wit school my classes
I been skipping
I got emotions bottled up im tryna keep
My distance
I'm smoking contraband its temporary pain killin
And I got DeMon in my name
So I get mad and get to trippin
If you heard then believe it
I ain’t tryna clear the business
I was tryna get a dollar
You was worried bout them bitches
I know sum dropouts from the hood
But they not engine leaks
And my bitch got me on lock I let her sentence me
I know he never had a cost i wanna see him free
Member tryna earn my stripes like I was bumblebee
Sticky fingers like the stones we was rolling leafs
If iont fw you you bet not ask to smoke wit me
And when i flash out
I think my eyes tinted
Cause It be days where
I be tired of living
I’m still alive combining five i know god wimme
I was trapped up in the dark what type of god is he
These my thoughts I hope you hear me i know god listening
And I can’t talk to not a soul but I know god listens
This shit get real them times was tuff
But you ain’t ride wit me
So if i ever get dat cat then you can’t slide wimme
I'm moving solo i can’t name a nigga cried wimme
But if it’s smoke i can name sum niggas dying wimme
Heart wit scars i ain’t living right
Tell gates i get higher than satellites
I been walking through the dark
I know my future bright
You waste my time
And it takes second just to lose a life
I don’t see yb in stores i can’t get no realer
Truth was hard they tried the shit beneath my pillow
That’s my dawg and he a pit but no he ain’t no steeler
I been having crazy thoughts i’m not a crazy nigga
I tried to paint it like picasso
You ain’t get da picture
And I don’t really want relations
Wit you fucking people
When you left me I ain’t trip
Cause I ont fucking need you
You was believing all lies
That people tried to feed you
But now you dead to me so really
I ont fucking see you
I Ain’t worried bout no beat
I just vibe vibe vibe
Acting like he gang he want
Ties ties ties
Like a shoe lace
I told my bitch it’s all gas
We ont do brakes
Real Niggas in my circle
We ont do fakes
He ont fuck wit exes but
Them perky pills he do take

Written by:
DeMontre Gamble

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