The Truth (Explicit) - Juicy J/Xavier Wulf

Lyrics by：Jordan Houston/Xavier Beard/Anthony Holmes Jr.

Composed by：Jordan Houston/Xavier Beard/Anthony Holmes Jr.

Produced by：Hitkidd

Damn

Yeah yeah

Don't go broke out here tryna impress these h*es

That's real **** nigga

Blamin' everybody for your problems nigga

We grown that's real **** nigga

Main one say that he solid be the one told

That's real **** nigga

Gettin' to the money even though I gotta

Go on my own that's real ****

Don't go broke out here tryna impress these h*es

That's real **** nigga

Blamin' everybody for your problems nigga

We grown that's real **** nigga

Main one say that he solid be the one told

That's real **** nigga

Gettin' to the money even though

I gotta go on my own yeah

That's real **** nigga

Life ain't always good in the projects

Embiid had to trust my process

**** turn you to a monster loch ness

Bullets flyin' unidentified objects

I can still smell the piss in the hallways

Gotta keep you a blick on you always

Comin' up mama got us through the hard days

I was tryna get a dollar for the arcade

Where you think we start sellin' the parque

Boy you think we started bangin' the hard way

Traumatized so we pop these beans

Crack these seals and we droppin' the lean

Real **** it's too many

Niggas actin' like *******

You gotta pay attention right now

No love bein' shown in the trenches

Pipe down 'fore we get you

Wiped down like the dishes

Juice man

You know I'm the pill and the w**d

And the shroom and the ************* juice man

Money got wingspan

Keep a lot of racks on me

'Cause a ***** is tryna pretend

Count it up both hands

I'm just focused on the money **** romance

Yeah broke h*es havin' no chance

Still stuffin' my cone full of old men

Don't go broke out here tryna impress

These h*es that's real **** nigga

Blamin' everybody for your problems nigga

We grown that's real **** nigga

Main one say that he solid be the one told facts

That's real **** nigga

Gettin' to the money even though

I gotta go on my own no that's real ****

Don't go broke out here tryna impress these h*es

**** 'em that's real **** nigga

Blamin' everybody for your problems

Nigga we grown

That's real **** nigga

Main one say that he solid be the one told

That's real **** nigga

Gettin' to the money even though

I gotta go on my own

That's real **** nigga

I'ma tell that nigga what it is

I'ma put him in a big blunt then smoke it

Tell a nigga why he really mad

You ain't make it out

'Cause you ain't put it in focus

I'ma put a nigga in a jam

Free my nigga a dog and z hokus

Red dead ridin' through town

And I don't wanna change

Lil' ***** I'm hopeless

Red bottoms same color baboon a*s

Gettin' to the money check debit or cash

Had a bad ***** but I knew it wouldn't last

Get the seat belt ***** I'm finna go fast

At the tune shop with my niggas doin' math

Torque gon' hit soon as I hit gas

Niggas never had new drive out tags

***** so fine I can't even stay mad

Up late watchin' no martin

Three hundred deep

***** thought it was spartans spartans

God of war nigga I'm sparkin'

Put a nigga on a T yeah for a bargain bargain

Nigga this felony arson

Two guns up this kenny and cartman

You don't really got it you starvin'

You don't wanna get a nigga like me started

Don't go broke out here tryna impress these h*es

Impress these h*es