B.O.B. - Ugly Truth lyrics

[Intro: Trae Tha Truth] Jeah, you know they say the truth can get real ugly I feel that [Bridge: Lana Del Ray] I've seen the world Done it all, had my cake now Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-Air now Hot summer nights mid July When you and I were forever wild The crazy days, the city lights The way you'd play with me like a child [Hook: Lana Del Ray] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul I know you will, I know you will I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful [Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth] Jeah I'm in the hood looking at life feeling so lost I'm from the place where everything is f**ed up They say a prayer to the father with something tucked up They only fear premonition of getting brushed off They never thought about living only hoping they wouldn't die Knowing d**h is around the corner, ignoring them like a lie Turn back, even if they could they wouldn't try Hoping they could sneak their way up in Heaven but couldn't fly Lord come help us I was looking for a blessing but felt like he left us I was calling and reaching for him So many they ain't even know 'em Knowing that life I'm living here where he kept us I sit and think about the truth and know many hate 'em Cause he ain't pretty on the cool he was ugly as hell That's f**ed up, don't nobody wanna look in his face They rather end up giving up or go sit in the cell Sometimes I sit and still wonder what they love the truth For everything we've been through But life ain't easy, these lies we live is what they choose to accept Knowing soon they going to crash they don't wanna believe me I know they will, I know they will All these nights out here for going to get that steel Ain't nothing the same but the battle on the field I tell them do better wishing they could know it's real [Hook] [Verse 2: B.o.B] Uh Laid back in a five fifty with a Fine dime brizzle rollin' five swishes She already know my intentions with her But she stayed down like a wine cellar Cause she rather be under my umbrella Cause the sky might fall that's some violent weather Twenty five years, this is what I found out Live it up, live it up 'til your time out This is real life I don't know what they lyin' 'bout Ballin' so hard you know what they cryin' 'bout I pull up about nine b**hes climb out All different kinds from Dubai to makia All bow at the line when you arrive at the hideout And it's looking like a try out A young n***a way off the meat rack little n***a welcome to the grind house It's a whole different type of game When it ain't about what the price 'bout A young prince take time this is more than a vaca This is more than a time out But n***as so fake who these days sh** should be a crime now Real n***as chime in, fake n***as chime out Bad b**hes tuned in, Bobby Ray signing out [Hook] [Outro: Lana Del Ray] The world, lit it up as my stage now Channeling angels in, the new age now