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caskey – the truth (part 2) lyrics

[verse 1]
gotta vent, let me circ-mnavigate the globe
i’m not a trick, so i probably agitate these hoes
in and out the bank, that my favorite place to go
when you’ve been down bad and stuck on the flo’
and at an all-time low, i got some haters, let ’em all die slow
i got some family who know all my soul
i give ’em flowers while they still here, yeah, ayy
i’ll give y’all h-ll because that’s all i know
i’m just a outlaw, stuck on a bike
hand clutchin’ on my fo’-five, bust at yo’ life
find myself thinkin’ about pops once every night
it’s like when sh-t goin’ good, it feel like somethin’ isn’t right

[chorus]
i can’t seem to get my head straight
cut you off because you dead weight
plus you only come around to get your bread straight
last year, i was tryin’ hard not to medicate
why when i need you on time, you forever late?

[verse 2]
the truth come out in the end and it never fails
i had to make a quick decision, wasn’t heads or tails
a outcast in a city full of jezebels
tryin’ to win when my people used to havin’ l’s, yeah
lost my pops at sixteen
lost myself, same time, i sip lean
pop pills, visualize myself on the big screen
before they go to sleep, make sure these kids dream
and know that everything possible
i could do it, you could do it, it’s more than probable
told myself, this year i’m gon’ be unstoppable
so if you think that hate gon’ slow me down, man, it’s comical
i sip, got a bottle full, pain, got a lotta that
universe throwin’ signs, i gotta follow that
heart on my sleeve ’cause i’m so well aware of what i could be
i don’t need no love from y’all ’cause i got so much from me
and i don’t need to hate on y’all ’cause that ain’t my cup of tea
y’all miserable as f-ck and that ain’t my company
if i cry, send a rose ’cause i’m so luxury
you could f-ck with who you want but you could not f-ck with me
i’m too secure within myself, bro
i could get b-tt–ss naked and walk on melrose
b-tch, i’m from a city where they only serve elbows
people like to film shoot outs on they cell phones
that’s just where i really been, in the car, got the semi in
just in case you actin’ stupid, gotta get it in
i never looked up to many men
i did this sh-t by myself like 50 cent
so i don’t never need your fifty cents
i left from miami, ain’t seen billy since, yeah
they found the k!llers and they makin’ sense
they ever let them p-ss-es free, i’ma make attempts

[chorus]
i can’t seem to get my head straight
cut y’all off because you p-ssy and you dead weight
plus you only come around to get your bread straight
why when i need you on time, you forever late?
and why when you needed the truth, i was never fake?
yeah, that’s why i gotta keep my distance forever, mane

- caskey lyrics

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