Vro.Josh - Truth Is

Getting to cash, I'm not worried bout her plans
Getting all my bucks up, I ain’t focused on her gram
I ain’t never worried, I ain’t trippin bout her mans
If he really want it, he can find me for the hands
I ain’t trynna trip lil shorty you know I'm hot
Posted on the frank block, I' just dodging all these ops
Yeah my time is ticking I ain't talkin' bout the clock
Yeah I’ll go a distance for you, are you down to walk?
Posted in the field trynna count up these all racks
Don’t know who is plotting so I look behind my back
I just wanna eat and then make sure my pockets fat
Looking at the stars, hoping that they answer back
Posted in the late night, nigga late night
Thinking 'bout the times, were we really laid tight
Now we really separated it don’t feel right
It don’t feel right
Got my lil niggas who are always down to blast
Sendin' all my shots up, while I'm workin on my craft
And it’s kinda crazy how the fake ones always laugh
See me doing better, now they all up on my ass
Im just reminiscing back on times where we would bond
People always talkin down, but like to hear my songs
You said that you got sum heat, i sit back and I yawn
‘Member that I had sum faith, and now it’s all just gone
Getting to cash, I'm not worried bout her plans
Getting all my bucks up, I ain’t focused on her gram
I ain’t never worried, I ain’t trippin bout her mans
If he really want it, he can find me for the hands
Getting to cash, im not worried bout her plans
Getting all my bucks up, I ain’t focused on her gram
I ain’t never worried, I ain’t trippin bout her mans
If he really want it, he can find me for the hands
Shorty acting crazy, shorty acting stupid
Had to call her out and now she acting clueless
Yes I had to leave her, yeah I had to do it
Now she getting angry 'cause she lookin foolish
Yeah I'm just doing this shit, for the squad
Yeah, I got like four homies, we pull up like a quad
Losin' all my hope so I just keep talkin' to God
Prayin' for my life, and hopin' that it don’t get robbed
Im just trynna sit back and just focus on my mental
Get my book and papers I'm just going down to central
Bitches getting used now and they lookin like sum rentals
We focused on the mula, so these niggas get judgmental
Society we livin' in is honestly so wack
They always got sum shit to say but never statin facts
When I have emergencies these niggas always lack
If we had a race in life, i know you comin' last
Getting to cash, I'm not worried bout her plans
Getting all my bucks up, I ain’t focused on her gram
I ain’t never worried, I ain’t trippin bout her mans
If he really want it, he can find me for the hands
Getting to cash, im not worried bout her plans
Getting all my bucks up, I ain’t focused on her gram
I ain’t never worried, I ain’t trippin bout her mans
If he really want it, he can find me for the hands

Written by:
Joshua Marquez, Joshua Valle

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