THE TRUTH Songtext
von Maggi

Oh oh dr-drop
Ohhh
Rayzuu
Ohhh

Yeah
Ohhhh
Ride through my city im a
Yeah

Ride through my city im a CT baby
Live life fast like GTA lately
I′ve been in the stu game getting geeked 2 faded
All of y'all broke i hate bums yal lazy

When I needa check the time
I look down at my two-tone
Im always cold cuz my wrist stay 2 froze
Cant wear what i wear cuz my fits cost bankroll


Ma-Mason Margiela i stand on my ten toes
You want my time, bitch, I got check my schedule
I′m ether in the booth
Or taking flicks for my next post

She want a birkin
Shit lets she how the neck go (yeah)
Pairs for the week
Shit she wanna see the Eiffel

Dome to good shit i have her an eyefull (give her eyefull)
New gold chain same color as my iphone
I don't do chit-chat, I just make music
I dont give a fuck talk hot you can sue me (yeah)

Need to get off the internet that shit consuming (yeah)
Wonder why you broke, you ain't got nothing moving (yeah)
I ain′t got the time to show you how to do it (yeah)
Me neither, I ain′t get no blueprint

Had to get it by myself (myselfff)
Trapped in my own head
I ain't never think I was getting out (getting out)
I don′t really think you want it


If you waiting for a handout (yeah)
None of y'all really got it like me
If you do, pull a band out (yeah)
None of yal really know how to sustain

And you wonder why it went south
You only in it for the fame
You addicted to the clout
I just wanna support my family

Generational wealth
I built this shit
Brick by brick
Now I keep a brick in my pocket

Now I go cop when I want it (want it)
Now I go shop when I want it (want it)
I′ma finish this shit if I start it (start it)
Why you think I ain't bother go to college

Smart as fuck, I already got the knowledge
And I can′t say I dropped out
Fuck the top, make it drop now (drop noww)
Yeah, you can't say I dropped out

Yeah, go ahead, run your mouth (yeah)
Got nothing to talk about
They say Mag you gon' blow
Shit, I knew that already

Knew I′d be a star since I was a baby
Bitches the worst, but shout out my baby
My mama, my bae, shit, I kill for my ladies
Bitches the worst, tell me something I don′t know

I'm getting fly in the sky pidgeotto
You dont get fly at all you like a dodo
I′m overseas, took a jet to Kyoto
I'm living the life that you want

You gotta live through a photo (live through a photooo)
I′m sorry, it's true, like my swag
Second street copped my mama a new bag
She why im at where im at
So I′m always giving back

Ride through my city im a CT baby
Live life fast like GTA lately
I've been in the stu game getting geeked 2 faded
All of y'all broke i hate bums yal lazy

When I needa check the time
I look down at my two-tone
Im always cold cuz my wrist stay 2 froze
Cant wear what i wear cuz my fits cost bankroll

Ma-Mason Margiela i stand on my ten toes
You want my time, bitch, I got check my schedule
I′m ether in the booth
Or taking flicks for my next post

She want a birkin
Shit lets she how the neck go (yeah)
Pairs for the week
Shit she wanna see the Eiffel

Yeahhh
Yea yeah
Yeahhhh woah
Uhhhhh woah
Uhhhhhhh woah
Yea