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Young Truth - The Truth Lyrics



Young Truth - The Truth Lyrics
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Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Niggas know what the name is
Mr. I ain't pullin' up without a payment
I was down bad I had to change it
Now I get the bag without thinkin'
I be the truth
Everytime I step in this booth
I speak the truth
Y'all know what I'm bringin' to you
I bring the truth
These niggas be cappin' I don't believe it
Catch me any of the four seasons I'm still gon' be the truth
They still printin' money I can't sit around
Stash still up in that shoe box got it safe and sound
Laughed when I couldn't prevail now they hatin' now
Used to dream of makin' it big, we ain't dreamin' now
Ain't f*ckin' wit' no bitches I'm starvin' distractions
If they ain't addin' to the pot that mean they substractin'
F*ck ya cloth this is different fabric
Ask me if I want the cabbage
I say I do like I'm in a marriage
That rubber band be my wedding band
Playin' wit' them blues like I'm in a band
I'm in it to win it, if you a loser scram
'Cause you attract what you are, I ain't a loser fam
Avoid the unhappy and the unlucky
48 Laws prove the universe love me
Got my heart broke and got more money
Oh you don't know the name dummy? I be the truth
Niggas know what the name is
Mr. I ain't pullin' up without a payment
I was down bad I had to change it
Now I get the bag without thinkin'
I be the truth
Everytime I step in this booth
I speak the truth
Y'all know what I'm bringin' to you
I bring the truth
These niggas be cappin' I don't believe it
Catch me any of the four seasons I'm still gon' be the truth
I told 'em I'm the God they believing that
I'm feelin' like I'm Moses how I lead the pack
The revelation and the prophecy I got to be
Honestly they lead 'em to distruction, I'm a bring 'em back
I told 'em to be free but they want the trap
I want 'em to ascend not stay where they at
We can get this money like f*ck a grant
Call ya mans, pool in a couple grand
Form a LLC, then eat off the land
Now there you go you the Pusha Man
Got my 40 acres cop some property
Rental residential I hit the lottery
Cop jewels don't bust it down for a asset
Duckin' liabilities I need mad checks
Had to give 'em real that's before I left
Young Truth I'm the realest yet
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English

Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Niggas know what the name is
Mr. I ain't pullin' up without a payment
I was down bad I had to change it
Now I get the bag without thinkin'
I be the truth
Everytime I step in this booth
I speak the truth
Y'all know what I'm bringin' to you
I bring the truth
These niggas be cappin' I don't believe it
Catch me any of the four seasons I'm still gon' be the truth
They still printin' money I can't sit around
Stash still up in that shoe box got it safe and sound
Laughed when I couldn't prevail now they hatin' now
Used to dream of makin' it big, we ain't dreamin' now
Ain't f*ckin' wit' no bitches I'm starvin' distractions
If they ain't addin' to the pot that mean they substractin'
F*ck ya cloth this is different fabric
Ask me if I want the cabbage
I say I do like I'm in a marriage
That rubber band be my wedding band
Playin' wit' them blues like I'm in a band
I'm in it to win it, if you a loser scram
'Cause you attract what you are, I ain't a loser fam
Avoid the unhappy and the unlucky
48 Laws prove the universe love me
Got my heart broke and got more money
Oh you don't know the name dummy? I be the truth
Niggas know what the name is
Mr. I ain't pullin' up without a payment
I was down bad I had to change it
Now I get the bag without thinkin'
I be the truth
Everytime I step in this booth
I speak the truth
Y'all know what I'm bringin' to you
I bring the truth
These niggas be cappin' I don't believe it
Catch me any of the four seasons I'm still gon' be the truth
I told 'em I'm the God they believing that
I'm feelin' like I'm Moses how I lead the pack
The revelation and the prophecy I got to be
Honestly they lead 'em to distruction, I'm a bring 'em back
I told 'em to be free but they want the trap
I want 'em to ascend not stay where they at
We can get this money like f*ck a grant
Call ya mans, pool in a couple grand
Form a LLC, then eat off the land
Now there you go you the Pusha Man
Got my 40 acres cop some property
Rental residential I hit the lottery
Cop jewels don't bust it down for a asset
Duckin' liabilities I need mad checks
Had to give 'em real that's before I left
Young Truth I'm the realest yet
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Writer: Dwight Grant, Graham Nash, Kanye Omari West
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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Performed By: Young Truth
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Dwight Grant, Graham Nash, Kanye Omari West
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