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ro kapone – truth be told lyrics

[verse 1]
i lost my brother today
i suggest you get the f-ck out my face
purple bag, get with it or the f-ck out the way
cut your throat with that knife you shouldn’t stuck out the k
sh-t one hundred like that you ain’t hundred like that
rob who? i ain’t gone let you take from me like that
wrap his body up, now he a mummy like that
grab my bong ‘fore i left told her i’m coming right back
you don’t know me like that i’m not friendly
hold up, wait a minute f-ck whoever get offended
eyeball the work i don’t bench it
i ain’t got nothing for a b-tch i’m too stingy
i’m trying to make sure my mama straight
if you owe me just pay me like ándale
yo’ n-gg-s sweet like a funnel cake
i just might kidnap yo b-tch and run away

[hook]
i could never go off what a n-gg- tell me
i know my thirty eight special won’t fail me
n-gg-s b-tches in disguise i see it in they eyes
teardrop tattoos don’t scare me
no new friends
can’t get comfortable round these n-gg-s they’ll stab you in the back
how you a true friend
when yo n-gg- needed you the most you turned yo back

[chorus]
tell the truth n-gg- you don’t really know me
i’m paranoid got to watch who you approach me
never take a man word got to show me
got to watch your right hand man closely
i knew better than to f-ck with these n-gg-s from the jump
but i still did it
fell back and played it from a distance
bossed up on these n-gg-s don’t get the business

[verse 2]
repercussions come with thuggin’
you live by that gun you gone die by it
what’s done in the dark gone always come to light
so really ain’t no sense trying to lie about it
walk up ain’t no drive by
my ex trying to get back with me i’m like, why try?
n-gg- why cry?
you say you come from cross the tracks you never been on my side
mud in my cup how i’m living
two bad b-tches that mean i got decisions
speed racing to the money blew a piston
no where to be found you can come missing
i’m really living this way really go to sleep with the k
really r-t-rded
that ain’t my baby b-tch take me to maury
i can’t tell you i love you i’m sorry
yo’ n-gg- turned on you that ain’t nothing but the devil
i ain’t got no time to chill i’m on a tight schedule
birds of a feather gone always flop together
all this rip and running i’m gone need an inhaler
don’t approach me the wrong way i got one in the head
need every crumb when it come to that bread
you free and yo’ n-gg- went fed
police -ss n-gg- better off dead

[verse 3]
i got to watch my enemies
but at the same time i got to watch my n-gg-s
are you who you say you are?
well you gonna have to show me some credentials
n-gg-s sketchy i’m gonna need a stencil
i’m gonna eat i just need some utensils
my story suspenseful
n-gg- you like a b-tch you always on yo menstrual
i knew not to f-ck with the n-gg-
still f-cked with the n-gg- and look what it cost me
my n-gg-s looking at me like, i crossed him up
they thought it never ran across me
if it ain’t one thing it’s always another
devil get off me
think about it, k!llers move in silence
when you see me i don’t never do no talking
i mix the water with the dirt
i mix the fanta with the purp’
i made the trap house go berserk
i had that b-tch you with first
psychiatrist say i’m bipolar i looked up and told her, “i’m sorry but you incorrect
i’m everything on that piece of paper, you the one crazy if you don’t go back and recheck”

- ro kapone lyrics

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