To Tell the Truth

To tell the truth, I feel so lonely, I grab my blicky sometimes To tell the truth, I still remember when they told me them lies To tell the truth, I pray for my family, hope God keep me alive To tell the truth, I almost killed him, but he opened his eyes To tell the truth, I swear nobody knows my feelings in this styrofoam Need surgery, my heart is gone No, body would pick up the phone I'm, Stuck between the right and wrong, if I wanted I could get em gone They been loving all my recent songs, I can't fake it, my love is strong I done made my circle small, this for the ones who finna keep it gangsta This for the human race, this for my bros entangled up with the system they dangerous Never meant to be famous, this shit for inspiration Try my best to be patient, but I'm getting tired of waiting I say it's fuck all of them niggas that done once betrayed me We was moving shifty in that war, we really earned them stains It's like my name engraved, they really started war Look now they digging graves oh ya ya I just got off the phone with my little shawty, she said I'm the hardest Everybody tell me I go crazy, but her shits mean more than All the ones with fake love, that shit get boring I might not say much out loud, but I just record it Stepping on the oops, it got my shoes dirty, foot hurting Had to go back to sleep, I woke up too early, too nervous Living in this world black it got my shawty worried, too worried I can't see the picture, cause it's too blurry Kept it real on this side, know he shocked he got some big eyes Remember we used to rock the Fila, know he cap, you know that boy lied He ain't really got no mob ties I lost my cousin, couldn't say goodbye I swear we right back on this road again, I'm trying to make it home again Niggas cap, they really be props for him Did better, but I still give props to them No Easter, but he hop with them They bitches, so we robbing them They hungry, but we can't starve with them Dunking on the opps, it's like my name was Tim I live my life way above the rim Like a caveman, think I need a trim Trying to kill me, but your chances slim Work the block is, like I hit the gym Cause I came back with some extra weight, but I got off bout a couple pounds I was really selling brand new stems Bro them ride with big old rims Play with the bros, and then we offing them Big old, big old coffins then If they on the floor, we get to mopping them If they standing up, then we socking them If they running up, we send shots at them Better back it up, somebody get killed Really got all of the tools, so you know I had to go ahead and grab my drill Buddy better stop playing, he get too close I'ma go ahead and take off his grill Gotta show him that shit too real Gotta show him that shit too real Gotta show him that shit too real Gotta show him that shit too real Gotta show him that shit too real Gotta show him that shit too real Shit too real