I Am the Truth

I am the truth lyrics Turn up, turn up CHORUS I am the truth , I am the truth , you see haters, I see sheep, I am a wolf Yo’ll look good enough to eat , pretty supple pretty solid Little hommies call me OG, They like OB you still got it CHORUS I am the truth , I am the truth , you see haters, I see sheep, I am a wolf Yo’ll look good enough to eat , pretty supple pretty solid Little hommies call me OG, They like OB you still got it VERSE 1 Whip it out , whip it out, Get it out , get it out Claiming you got the biggest money, all you got’s the biggest mouth Got a rarri in your video, I don’t see it in your drive way Your lies need insurance bro. Get insure with myway ha, Rappers flexing like they caught a lick, caught themselves a lick Delusional like they smoked a brick, smoked a whole brick Claiming you paid, but you a record label slave You like a drug mule, they gone work you to your grave All that glitters and gold, Just another slave sold Your nickname Kunta Just another slave sold Black monopoly capital – that’s what I wanna be Buy myself football team – put em in the PSL league CHORUS CHORUS I am the truth , I am the truth , you see haters, I see sheep, I am a wolf Yo’ll look good enough to eat , pretty supple pretty solid Little hommies call me OG, They like OB you still got it CHORUS I am the truth , I am the truth , you see haters, I see sheep, I am a wolf Yo’ll look good enough to eat , pretty supple pretty solid Little hommies call me OG, They like OB you still got it VERSE 2 I’m judt a G tryn’a Tryn’a pull his And help my folk, break em off some cake, break some money cake I’m bottling money like water Tryna prepare for my daughter Herding these sheep to the slaughter Make sure my team follows orders If I cannot break of a piece what the hell am I on top for Hell I’m ready to go beast, for my people I go hardcore If I drip, If I drip I drip we drip If I sip, If I sip, I sip we sip I wish you well with you record label and your 12 years of slavery What you’ll hommies want beef, yo’ll ain’t even worth the gravy We ain’t the same kind of men we don’t even date the same kind of ladies Mine like Beyoncé yours look like JZ My bank account might be overweight – might need some lipo I’ma spend it on my pretty girl, My sweetie my jaloff rico Until the evidence prove otherwise shout out to wack jacko Got me good lawyer never know when a fan might turn psycho CHORUS I am the truth , I am the truth , you see haters I see sheep I am a wolf Yo’ll look good enough to eat , pretty supple pretty solid Little hommies call me OG, They like OB you still got it CHORUS I am the truth , I am the truth , you see haters I see sheep I am a wolf Yo’ll look good enough to eat , pretty supple pretty solid Little hommies call me OG, They like OB you still got it Trap it out X 7 OB HERE FLEXIN HIS HUSTLE, OB HERE FLEXIN HIS SKILL X 2 Trap it out X 2