The Truth (feat. LeoStayTrill)

Wishing you were here

In my heart you stay

Tell me the truth, if not me, then who? (Then who?)

I got clothes, I don't wear twice

So when I step out, the whole fit new (The whole fit)

I'm like, "Don't compare"

You couldn't live in our tidy shoes (Nah)

I feel like I'm sleep-deprived

I fly, land, yo

Put the whip into park, don't turn off the engine

I don't know who's coming 'round that corner (Bitch)

You know I got love for the game, but I still wanna settle with someone's **** (Shh)

She asked me what I do, I murder beats 'cause the **** got slaughtered

Her boyfriend don't buy her shit, weird to me, that's awkward (Awkward)

The first time ain't gonna hit like the second, me and my ones be the starting eleven

I was late to the label meeting, detailing me about first impressions

I said I would be on time, look at my skin, should've added discretion

Said that they love now, ain't that interesting?

Tell me the truth, if not me, then who? (Then who?)

I got clothes, I don't wear twice

So when I step out, the whole fit new (The whole fit)

I'm like, "Don't compare"

You couldn't live in our tidy shoes (Nah)

I feel like I'm sleep-deprived

I fly, land, booth and shoot

Psst, I put trust in God, my girl puts trust in funds

Bare make-up on my Off-White tee, so I wear this outfit once

Bop into meetings, how can you tell me I can't bring my pouch in? (What?)

What if she found it? Might take her Park Chinois

Who really said elevator bum? (Shut up)

Blood on my kicks, shit

These ain't normal, they knocked down, bad one

Put two hands on my boxer, cute

But I still move mad, so I block the standard (Ha, man of the year)

I'm the reason the girls ever been in a mansion

Can't wear it for free (Free), 'cause it costs 10k if the outfit's branded

Tell me the truth, if not me, then who? (Then who?)

I got clothes, I don't wear twice

So when I step out, the whole fit new (The whole fit)

I'm like, "Don't compare"

You couldn't live in our tidy shoes (Nah)

I feel like I'm sleep-deprived

I fly, land, booth and shoot

It's G dobs', baby

Roddy, put it up