Izzy Jone$ - It's True. lyrics

[Intro]: (Nanananaaaa na x2) Yo, yo yo [Verse 1]: It's been too long since my mind has been open I try to take my time to be focused But wait in line to be dropped Stop f** it, I shouldn't have wrote this Yo- So clean & unnoticed So crisp & unfocused So me and this note is So on & so on until I'm making no sense Literally, I'm broken down To something minuscule Same game changer But lied in my interview And my inner views tell me to switch it up But my outer conscious is saying don't give it up Like what the f** What is up, if you feel me Even if they don't Either way, they'll k** me They don't even care if your soul's on an ill beat What is your net-worth? I'm saying network if you feel me Feel me? No? Okay? Whatever, it's cool I quote "I don't feel right stepping to you I can send blessings in school & anonymous hope But I rather get distant and never act like we're cool," But it's cool (b**h) [Hook]: I hope that you believe what I say to you (what I say to you) I hope that you believe what I say to you (cause it's true) [Verse 2]: Man I still can't pinpoint my feelings Hope they know dollar's in the building I'm not an optimist, n***a, I'm a realist Everything I'm spitting is gold n***a, let's go Taking breaks are cool, if you can feel it Here for my crown of thorns Back with a vengeance Don't get smacked, this asthmatic's back ripping Blast from the future but pa**ed these whack n***as (it's dollar-wait) I'm getting too far ahead of myself Acting like I'm the best Way far ahead of my health Welcome back to the top of the shelf And forgotten like Weezy beheaded himself Go, please Get to know my story, allegory Past the book of Eli-Jah This story starts to bore me It's a lot on my brain & my chest But I'm still waiting to vent [Hook]: [Verse 3]: (rest in peace Dolla!) n***as think that I'm kidding I'm chilling Listen I'm in it I'm living Listen I hope that you get it Listen You're missing my point But everything that I'm spitting Spitting is getting Let's get it My n***a (You) already know That I'm k**ing this joint Well, I don't want to sound conceited But everything that I'm speaking Like "everything that I'm breathing" You understand what I'm doing (is) I'm potent Listen I mean it But "everything that I'm speaking" I'm heated Listen I'm HEATED! Listen My n***a you already know I'm back These people like "damn! I thought Izzy Jone$ was whack!" But you will never understand Never grasp that Like where's it at? My n***a We on the TransAm! We moving dollars, we get it Listen We outta (win) (But) we missing My better just stop it My n***a probably in it I am not breathing But people think that I'm tripping People think that I'm gone People think that I'm kidding Now I'm 'bout to make a k**ing But to make a (it) goal (gold) I'm 'bout to make it big And you will never know If you don't hop on to the train Then, you 'bout to get gon' Huh? Dollar sign about to leave I'm 'bout to get ghost And I'm still spitting my heart out Everybody like dang, I don't know where to start now? Uh- Didn't even know he was gon' start out But I am still the man, n***a, wait [Outro]: Why am I compensating? What am I waiting? I'm just waiting to go- Home But I will never know If you don't understand then get hip Let's go! (dollar!)