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valdoe - honesty lyrics

[intro]
valdoe
this ain’t a diss song, it’s a real song
look…

[verse 1]
you been whippin the pot and slidin the last six years straight
if that was facts
the whole hood should be dead
or on crack
(facts)
they think that i should dumb it down
(huh?)
i think that they should smartin up
(ok)
if you was thinkin you wouldn’t have thought that
and i don’t give a f+ck
i’m well aware of what they say about me
but peep bruh
they say it to you bcuz they know
(they know)
pistols, pens, or pencils
either way i’m mental
goin crazy on all these instrumentals
surpassed the expected potentials
yo rap homie a weenie
he trapped in the house like winch+ll’s
(haha)
alotta y’all really from san lеandro if we checkin credеntials
but anyway
(oh i know)
you could see me anyday
so what if he a k!ller
that blitz will get eem out the way
don’t play wit somebody who you know ain’t finna play
rules i was taught
and i remind myself everyday
[chorus]
you don’t wanna know what my west n+gga showed me
(uh oh)
you wish i didn’t know what my east n+ggas told me
(you mad?)
you really from the ‘dro and you grew up wit the homies
(that’s facts)
you really from union city all that oakland sh+t phony
(knock it off)
these n+ggas foofy

[verse 2]
hit the tunnel
the scene change
but reality don’t
n+ggas come on this side tryna dodge the fonk
(nuh+uh)
you ain’t far enough outta the scope
(nuh+uh)
they catch you at bayfair and u still gettin smoked
(yup)
see you at walmart you still gettin stomped
(ooo)
i’m the bee on the wall
where b+tterflies don’t float
(i’m watchin)
i be laughin at sh+t that don’t really be a joke
and these pointed tips do more than sting if i’m ever provoked
ignorance is bliss
for the p+ssy you gon slip
so we send bonita mamacita
wit the judas kiss
beware of that homeless man
it’s a mac in that garbage can
seen shadows under your car
dreads wit an ar
them lil n+ggas wild
(tellin you)
no mask, no gloves
still service wit a smile
i been around for a while
from the nerds to the goons
two ears, one mouth
and i’m the oldest in the room
[chorus]
you don’t wanna know what my west n+gga showed me
(uh oh)
you wish i didn’t know what my east n+ggas told me
(you mad?)
you really from the ‘dro and you grew up wit the homies
(that’s facts)
and he from union city all that oakland sh+t phony
(haha)
these n+ggas foofy

[outro]
i mean, like
at this point in life like
n+gga just be a man
bruh like
do it really matter where you from?
especially when you ain’t from where you say you from
and yo own momma and daddy know that
and all the homies know that
but sh+t, i’m broke right
(like come on blud)
there’s suckaz in the hood
and there’s k!llaz in the ‘burbs, like
but wait…
n+ggas in the hood tryna get out the hood to go to the ‘burbs
and you ‘burb n+ggas tryna go to the hood
but sh+t, i’m broke
and you guys got designer belt buckle and drive a foreign
but sh+t, i’m just sayin
(who betta to say it than me?)
var remembers
(what they gon say? haha)
you n+ggas been suckaz
you been squares
you been not knowin nothin
you been game goofy
you been gettin mushed in the club
(haha)
i’m gon leave that sh+t alone tho
this where we separate the ones like
it gotta be in you, it can’t be on you
back to my positive sh+t tho

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