Something True Lyrics

I remember sitting in the... buzzing off...
Bragging about girlfriend and bagging on a deal
Working at a retail, could never get a play job
Skin wasn't light enough, couldn't play the race card
It's was niggers hour profiling some wild still in card tv's
To keep me out from... no violent nigger I ain't with the cocaine
But where I'm from it's play brawler a dough game
And only one made it out spitting propane
When he got signed is bout the time that my flow came
I swear I'm out of here, now I hear the rope game
Being broke used to be funny, but not a joke's lame
Drop school, left mama house with no shame
Cause life's been a dick, like the post name
And ain't a thang guaranteed for blacks
... fame

Cause I've in paid my dues, and I got too much to loose
To be waiting on you to tell me something true
I've in paid my dues, and I got too much to loose
To be waiting on you to tell me something true

I swear it's nothing like sex, the 4 am text
Asking if you trying to... the niggers that be the best
But can end up the worse, and pussy is a blessing
That can bless you with a curse
That devil in a skirt could have a devil in her skirt
And my stake one of the highest rates on earth
I searched to know why that shit is always in the hood
And why magic is the only nigger with it that's good
Fuck the doctor, they talk... just enough
To keep you coming back till your pocket is fully sucked
I know niggers going poor just trying stay alive
So somebody pay their mind while we paying for their... crime
Word of... my girl is the night over from work
Aiming down your times over and done
I'm an asshole, I won't even settle for best,
I want the crown, won't settle for less

Cause I've in paid my dues, and I got too much to loose
To be waiting on you to tell me something true
I've in paid my dues, and I got too much to loose
To be waiting on you to tell me something true
Tell me something true, tell me something true

Nah, the shit ain't conscious,
It's the bullshit that makes me nauseous
Stupid ass... we seeing lives lost in my backyard
We're the last niggers trying to act up
Feeling like a thug off a something I'm on rap charts
The last party that I was invited to and didn't come
Ended up with the life of 2 done
I'm a get my niggers out of here promise I'm a find a way
... stop scheming... I swear I'm a rhyme away from fast... south beach...
And my sweet I'm a pay for all of that with hard work
I'm trying to be the one count cash till his arm hurt
But ask me a... you gotta earn her heart
Talent mean nothing till you learn your art
You gotta be smart about it pussy nigger hating
... making

Cause I've in paid my dues, and I got too much to loose
To be waiting on you to tell me something true
I've in paid my dues, and I got too much to loose
To be waiting on you to tell me something true.

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