Finesse2Tymes - The Honest God Truth lyrics
[Finesse2Tymes - The Honest God Truth lyrics]
Then I'ma talk to the people
Then I'ma do twelve more then I'ma
Talk to the people some more
Then I'ma do eight more then I want
You to cut this motherfucker completely off
Yea, Black Migo
First off
Money ain't shit to a nigga like me
True Religions, no belt, and a white tee
Niggas turnin' to dikes
Ho's livin' for likes
Niggas losin' they stripes
I believe in God but in this steel I trust
I'm on kush, I'm on lean
I'm on pills the fuck
Fuck a bitch 'cause I'm stressed out
Tryna bank that's your best out
'Cause these niggas tellin'
Felons with weapons
If I beef with a nigga then
I'ma beef with 'em separate
Ain't no gangs involved
I'm a man before all that
Couple niggas done called
I'm just waitin' on a call back
Yea I done talked to a couple
Niggas but just to be real
I don't think these niggas see
Me like I see myself
These niggas don't know what they
Got on they hands
See that nigga didn't know what
He had on his hands
But I'm prayin' for you
I wish you the best of luck homie
Yea he lied to me, yea he stole from me
Had so much anger I wanted to
Take his soul from 'em
But I can't move forward, if I hold grudges
Nigga I'm satisfied I coulda been aborted
I just can't stand a nigga
That got feminine ways
That nigga tried to play me
Cheap like the minimum wage
And I ain't tellin' you the story
This the after phase
I started dumpin' he was swervin'
I got out the play
Twelve came I was shittin' bricks
'Cause if he dead they
Finna give me eighty-six
I called them Playas for some
Fruitful and some aid-assist
His closest nigga told me 'cool it
You know he a bitch'
See, I told myself before I wrote this song
I was gunna tell the honest God truth
But, nigga shit happens, life goes on nigga
Bigger milestones ahead nigga
They wanna rat me out and
Send me to the joint
They wanna catch me with
Thirty-six in a trunk and an automatic pump
So they can have me forever
But I just wanna have a bitch
Say they gon' hide us together
Some rode some fold under pressure
Some bold some told on they self
Poppin' bottles pourin' mo' with my nigga
Now I'm cryin' pourin' mo' on my nigga
(Bitch)