The Truth - Tayyib Ali

Startin out with nothin, gettin everything I wanted

I used to go to sleep with nothin in my stomach (uh)

Now I don’t owe them niggas not a thing no

Stay so high but I lay low

Did a lot of nonsense but never got caught up in it

The hunger the go and get it

Them others wasn’t really with it

Its all good now cause I’m flossin like I’m supposed to

Fuck a Lambo I pull up in an old school

And you still might catch me on the pedal bike

Niggas know I spit crack like I’m sellin white

Was in the trap hella days, hella nights

You just playin role, reminding me of like mike

Me I’m really ballin

And I ain’t got time for the hoes cause the money be callin

Count it up til its borin

But we can’t go to sleep cause we hustlin, there’s more there

I remember days when I didn’t have a thing

Thats why I keep the most high up on my chains

I don’t worry bout the haters I just keep pushin

Real ones show me love, fake ones keep lookin

I don’t mean to make you mad then I hate to brag

Highschool they tried to play me, shit it made me laugh

Now you lookin back, shoulda stayed in class

Hated math, now I whip it in the lab like Breaking Bad

And my chick is a model, with shrimp in my pasta

Get my money on time, don’t need a reminder

If you put your mind to it you can easily find it

Tryna cop chains that can easily blind ya (uh)

True religion sweatpants, back on my bullshit

Brother in a jail cell, they caught him with a four clip

Thought I was playin, yea they ain’t think I’d be doin this

And them niggas that used to hate, ain’t doin shit