young sizzle - truth lyrics
[verse 1]
808 the game, p-ssy n-gga what it is?
i been balling like a motherf-cker jumping out the jam
bought a cs63 and rode it round without no rims
had to cut that b-tch off, i had to hit her with the bm
back to turnin up this check with my motherf-cking pimp
get your b-tch, she keep sliding in a young n-gga dm
n-ggas still telling lies ’bout their motherf-cking life
n-ggas still mad at sizzle ’bout his motherf-cking wife
i just took your old check and bought myself some brand new ice
n-ggas praying for my downfall but not to jesus christ
took your whole f-cking salary and spent it in a night
got them wolves, got them lions, now let them n-ggas bite
i’mma get that hoe right, let that hoe get her fix
she been snorting like a motherf-cker, still sucking d-ck
i been jumping ‘cross the country n-gga, just me and [?]
you know what i wanna be n-gga, pay that [?]
[hook]
n-ggas mad at lil sizzle cause a young n-gga got it
i’ve been balling like a motherf-cker, young sizzle popping
you’ve been cuffing like a motherf-cker, defensive blocking
n-ggas mad at lil sizzle cause a young n-gga got it
n-ggas know that i’m the motherf-cking truth
pull up on them p-ssy n-ggas in the coupe
n-ggas know that i’m the motherf-cking truth
pull up on them p-ssy n-ggas with no roof
[verse 2]
f-ck them n-ggas on my mama, i been riding round with extendos
pull up on your main b-tch with a pocket full of ammo
get your b-tch, make a movie and make my p-rno demo
sizzle made another million, guess you didn’t get the memo
n-ggas pulling up with clips, same size as a limo
got these n-ggas leaning back like you p-ssies 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-ggas mad at lil sizzle cause a young n-gga got it
i’ve been balling like a motherf-cker, young sizzle popping
you been cuffing like a motherf-cker, defensive blocking
n-ggas mad at lil sizzle cause a young n-gga got it
n-ggas know that i’m the motherf-cking truth
pull up on them p-ssy n-ggas in the coupe
n-ggas know that i’m the motherf-cking truth
pull up on them p-ssy n-ggas with no roof
[verse 3]
a young n-gga still getting money, young n-gga still going
your b-tch be sucking d-ck, 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-ggas ain’t flexing sh-t, that rolex is fake
k!lled your b-tch, 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-gga on that free agent f-ckery
that’s probably the reason these labels don’t f-ck 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
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