Audio Push - Truth Be Told lyrics
[Audio Push - Truth Be Told lyrics]
This is what you ride to
Sit back and just vibe to
What you rock ya best fitted
And Jordan 5's to
This ain't what you used to
Or what you call a truce to
See this is what you sit back and
Just tell the truth to so truth be told
I'm from this team named BOW
You prolly heard about
Who you most likely said
Some hateful words about and that's cool
But we bout to make it gruesome
Cuz these legends keep on dying
I think we gon be the new ones so yeah
You bout to hate us
I swear you bout to hate us
Cuz every girl you checking for
Is always tryna date us
And no, we're not the New Boyz, please
Do not mistake us and nah
This ain't a diss but I mean
Listen they just ain't us
This one for my phone
That I constantly be on
Telling my girl that don't
Believe me until she see me on TV
Or hear these songs and yes, she was wrong
Cuz this is what I love to do
Look at me girl, we On! I swear I told you
I told you, I told you
And if you ever hated boy
I promise I don't know you
And if I ever knew you
That would never mean I owe you
I told you we them niggas
And I promise Imma show you i'm not a rookie
Not interested in freshmen
I'm doing what I want
Got 'em second guessing they dressing
And Cash try and talk to me
Try and give me some suggestions
But, I know I got a gift
And it's time I show you my presence so this
This is for all them bomb Whoas
That be at all them Kendrick and
Them dime shows that's prolly here now
Rocking with me never liked me
Now they love me
And they think my smile pretty
I promise to god it's all a facade
To you popping boyfriends hate you
Cuz they know they girl watching
But in this club a million times
When everybody was but nobody cares
Until everybody does so now that you you do
I pray you listen forever
You arrived a lil' late
But better late than never listen
Love it you feel it?
You see it?
That's why I never say I'm really real
I just be it i appreciate y'all coming to
Make history tonight
And the next nigga you about
To hear up on this mic
Is the only other nigga
That can give it this nice
I know him as Larry Jacks
But y'all can call him Price
One time look real rap
I'm giving y'all real raps
I made it out the hood and
Still a nigga feel trapped
All I hear is lies show me where the real at
I just tell the truth
And all the real niggas feel that man
I can feel the pressure moving in
Now I'm at the top and they like
"Price, what you doing here?"
Don't be stressed, Baby don't be losing hair
Just live your life
Cuz it's too many nigga's losing theirs
And since when did a hustler ever sleep in?
And since when did
Snitching become a street trend?
And since when did doing a dance make you
Ineligible to rap? Man I'm killing until
Till the beat ends better yet
Imma give y'all dudes a beat
And I'm seeking until I'm sleeping
Y'all sleeping but, I ain't weeping
I'm creeping to the top I'm reaching
Y'all speaking but y'all ain't decent
Y'all better run to y'all deacons
Once them blood suckers leeching
Imma tell'em 'fall back'
Ain't no love for ya
Oh, you a fan of us, Baby?
I got a hug for ya and to my brothers
Watching Crips shed blood for ya
If I got it, it's yours
I give my last dub for ya
IE yeah we looking the best
This world is just a class
You being put to the test in these streets
I got stripes and I ain't hugging a ref
And to my brother Double I
Boy, I love you to death for real
I'm having a moment a nigga is on it and yes
I shatter opponents as soon as I go in
I'm blessed and you ain't touching my team
Homie, so why try? BO dubb
We out here head first skydive
Raise your glass, man i'm giving a toast
You always got that one Ex
That you're missing the most
But, I ain't tripping
I'm chasing that Mike Jackson
'Beat It' dough with that IE toe biz
Ceetle flow shout out to my son
I teach him never to count the haters
I got my family counting on
Me like a calculator
But the pressure is cool cuz I'm going far
Just pour the brown and then I sit in my car
Cuz this what you ride to
Sit back and just vibe to
What you rock ya best fitted
And your Jordan 5's to
This ain't what you used to
Or what you call a truce to
See this is what you sit back and
You tell the truth to so truth be
Told
Sit back and just vibe to
What you rock ya best fitted
And Jordan 5's to
This ain't what you used to
Or what you call a truce to
See this is what you sit back and
Just tell the truth to so truth be told
I'm from this team named BOW
You prolly heard about
Who you most likely said
Some hateful words about and that's cool
But we bout to make it gruesome
Cuz these legends keep on dying
I think we gon be the new ones so yeah
You bout to hate us
I swear you bout to hate us
Cuz every girl you checking for
Is always tryna date us
And no, we're not the New Boyz, please
Do not mistake us and nah
This ain't a diss but I mean
Listen they just ain't us
This one for my phone
That I constantly be on
Telling my girl that don't
Believe me until she see me on TV
Or hear these songs and yes, she was wrong
Cuz this is what I love to do
Look at me girl, we On! I swear I told you
I told you, I told you
And if you ever hated boy
I promise I don't know you
And if I ever knew you
That would never mean I owe you
I told you we them niggas
And I promise Imma show you i'm not a rookie
Not interested in freshmen
I'm doing what I want
Got 'em second guessing they dressing
And Cash try and talk to me
Try and give me some suggestions
But, I know I got a gift
And it's time I show you my presence so this
This is for all them bomb Whoas
That be at all them Kendrick and
Them dime shows that's prolly here now
Rocking with me never liked me
Now they love me
And they think my smile pretty
I promise to god it's all a facade
To you popping boyfriends hate you
Cuz they know they girl watching
But in this club a million times
When everybody was but nobody cares
Until everybody does so now that you you do
I pray you listen forever
You arrived a lil' late
But better late than never listen
Love it you feel it?
You see it?
That's why I never say I'm really real
I just be it i appreciate y'all coming to
Make history tonight
And the next nigga you about
To hear up on this mic
Is the only other nigga
That can give it this nice
I know him as Larry Jacks
But y'all can call him Price
One time look real rap
I'm giving y'all real raps
I made it out the hood and
Still a nigga feel trapped
All I hear is lies show me where the real at
I just tell the truth
And all the real niggas feel that man
I can feel the pressure moving in
Now I'm at the top and they like
"Price, what you doing here?"
Don't be stressed, Baby don't be losing hair
Just live your life
Cuz it's too many nigga's losing theirs
And since when did a hustler ever sleep in?
And since when did
Snitching become a street trend?
And since when did doing a dance make you
Ineligible to rap? Man I'm killing until
Till the beat ends better yet
Imma give y'all dudes a beat
And I'm seeking until I'm sleeping
Y'all sleeping but, I ain't weeping
I'm creeping to the top I'm reaching
Y'all speaking but y'all ain't decent
Y'all better run to y'all deacons
Once them blood suckers leeching
Imma tell'em 'fall back'
Ain't no love for ya
Oh, you a fan of us, Baby?
I got a hug for ya and to my brothers
Watching Crips shed blood for ya
If I got it, it's yours
I give my last dub for ya
IE yeah we looking the best
This world is just a class
You being put to the test in these streets
I got stripes and I ain't hugging a ref
And to my brother Double I
Boy, I love you to death for real
I'm having a moment a nigga is on it and yes
I shatter opponents as soon as I go in
I'm blessed and you ain't touching my team
Homie, so why try? BO dubb
We out here head first skydive
Raise your glass, man i'm giving a toast
You always got that one Ex
That you're missing the most
But, I ain't tripping
I'm chasing that Mike Jackson
'Beat It' dough with that IE toe biz
Ceetle flow shout out to my son
I teach him never to count the haters
I got my family counting on
Me like a calculator
But the pressure is cool cuz I'm going far
Just pour the brown and then I sit in my car
Cuz this what you ride to
Sit back and just vibe to
What you rock ya best fitted
And your Jordan 5's to
This ain't what you used to
Or what you call a truce to
See this is what you sit back and
You tell the truth to so truth be
Told