Truth Is (Radio Edit)

Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like ya'll Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get Truth is, I'm just living my life written in rhyme I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember Truth is... I ain't got shit to hide, I ain't got shit to lose Let me tell you about it for you hear it on the evening news I'll give it to you straight Motherfuck a Channel 8, Fox 4, Fox 5 I'm a bring it to you live live! Ah, in 3-D! Everything ain't peaches & cream And what you see ain't always what is seems See me? I was smart as a kid But that's until I bit the nerve to jump my ass inside of college And do this little bid But little did I know That shit was fucking up my cash flow 5 G's for the class, whether or not I go Rent was a bitch plus the books I paid cash for Funds got short, times got hard Record deal never came My tuition caught the charge Which had me putting hours at 2 dead-end jobs My checks went straight to bills My intuition was at large, like a felon And it surely ain't no CD's selling Speaking of C's & D's, look at all these classes on failing Shit, somebody loan me a dub You know that one with that big face Plus that sticky-icky drug Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like ya'll Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get Truth is, I'm just living my life written in rhyme I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember Truth is... Throughout the years, I held 2 things near... Credit and crack to fuck up your career So only want rain leaves greenbacks Sacks of good dro, a couple fine hoes And Bubba Kush to keep my eyes low That's the type of heaven I know Head up in the clouds And I don't feel like coming down now In fact on knee deep in debt as we speak And the bill collectors blown up my cell every week Plus I'm late on the car payment If I'm late again I won't have a ride to pay them It's summertime I'm sweating No A/C no electricity lights out like Jay-Z It's kind of dark in here I kind of wish I had a blunt, so I could spark in here Maybe a lighter or a candle I was balling like A.I., but money I couldn't handle Not to mention the credit card fees The scandals, the schemes, the run-ins with the police Damn, I can't stand you! The laws pulled me over 30 times for example For half of them I'm guilty, the other half I didn't do! Ooh! Now I'm stuck like glue! And all I got is more time for me to think this through And analyze the way I was living True, you was wild! I gotta find a way to bounce back smooth, Juvenile Ladies say, "Man he's fresh, baby! Be G, but keep it player cause you're the best baby!" I heard it's not about your fall from grace But what counts is more about the face you make When getting off the ground Truth is... Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like ya'll Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get Truth is, I'm just living my life written in rhyme I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember Truth is... I told you the truth in all of my rhymes The only thing I haven't spoken on is how to drop a dime Cause I haven't, never have & never will I never had love for the laws Fuck a pig, let him squeal Never tell on your own kind If you was in your right mind You do the crime, then you do the time Am I lying? Crime pays and at times you're in debt to society Solitary confinement, sitting quietly In 23-hour lockdown, wondering why is he Stuck in this position, when he should of chose wisely Instead of playing baby music by The Isley's He's sharing toothbrushes with a dude named Tyrese Told when to sit, shit, shower & shave & go to sleep Wake up & do the same thing every week Sheesh! I told you not to speak Truth is, huh.. that could've been me... Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like ya'll Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get Truth is, I'm just living my life written in rhyme I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember Truth is...