Tarentino - Truth lyrics

[Verse 1] 808 the game, p**y n***a what it is? I been balling like a motherf**er jumping out the jam Bought a CS63 and rode it round without no rims Had to cut that b**h off, I had to hit her with the BM Back to turnin up this check with my motherf**ing pimp Get your b**h, She keep sliding in a young n***a DM n***as still telling lies 'bout their motherf**ing life n***as still mad at Sizzle 'bout his motherf**ing wife I just took your old check and bought myself some brand new ice n***as praying for my downfall but not to Jesus Christ Took your whole f**ing salary and spent it in a night Got them wolves, got them lions, now let them n***as bite I'mma get that hoe right, let that hoe get her fix She been snorting like a motherf**er, still s**ing dick I been jumping 'cross the country n***a, just me and [?] You know what I wanna be n***a, pay that [?] [Hook] n***as mad at Lil Sizzle cause a young n***a got it I've been balling like a motherf**er, Young Sizzle popping You've been cuffing like a motherf**er, defensive blocking n***as mad at Lil Sizzle cause a young n***a got it n***as know that I'm the motherf**ing truth Pull up on them p**y n***as in the coupe n***as know that I'm the motherf**ing truth Pull up on them p**y n***as with no roof [Verse 2] f** them n***as on my mama, I been riding round with extendos Pull up on your main b**h with a pocket full of ammo Get your b**h, make a movie and make my p**no demo Sizzle made another million, guess you didn't get the memo n***as pulling up with clips, same size as a limo Got these n***as leaning back like you pussies playing limbo And I'm riding round with a chopper same size as kimbo Spent a whole 20 grand on some bulletproof windows [Hook] n***as mad at Lil Sizzle cause a young n***a got it I've been balling like a motherf**er, Young Sizzle popping You been cuffing like a motherf**er, defensive blocking n***as mad at Lil Sizzle cause a young n***a got it n***as know that I'm the motherf**ing truth Pull up on them p**y n***as in the coupe n***as know that I'm the motherf**ing truth Pull up on them p**y n***as with no roof [Verse 3] A young n***a still getting money, young n***a still going Your b**h be s**ing dick, yeah your main hoe be whoring All in the VIP, white diamonds make noise All in the VIP and my neck and pinkie glowing Sizzle pulling up, that's like 200k And you n***as ain't flexing sh**, that Rolex is fake k**ed your b**h, head shot at her, I aimed it at her face And she looked me in the eyes and told me she love the taste See a n***a on that free agent f**ery That's probably the reason these labels don't f** with me That's probably the reason they don't keep in touch with me That's probably the reason that these streets love me