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Truth Falls Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Aye yall already know what it is man
JDTheSun, Brizzy Wes
We out here man
Nothing but the music
Shit, that's a motherfucken fact dawg
Shit
My homies dont want no jobs
My shawty dont want no problems
My mom been stressing bout rent
And all of the trouble it cause
Dont nobody need no tissues
We aint new to loss
Pippin in just one pistol
Living where rules are gone
Truth falls
Palm on the strap
Better back on up
Before I cock back, attack
Boy dont call that rap you whack
Bitch dont fall too flat on your back
I aint got time for love
No white doves
My mind done turnt em all black
Cant recline my head on my lap
Might rewind, if my
Palm on the strap
Better back on up
Before I cock back, attack
Boy, dont call that rap you whack
Bitch, dont fall too flat on your back
I aint got time for love
No white doves
My mind done turnt em all black
Cant recline my head on my lap
Wont rewind, if I
Realize my purpose
Reconcile my faith
Take my time on these verses
Like James go hard in that paint
Like K go far with that range
Big brain cant hold what I think
Switch lanes in my wannabe wraith
But I wanna see change
So I'll get that
Up on the stage I dreamt that
Now its part of where I step at
Use to dream about a bad bitch
Now she on my other head that's
What you get from little rest, test me
And get one in your chest, yes
We the ones you shouldn't press, guess
We the ones who really next
Blessings for all my people in the 'jects
Weapon for all the people fighting feds
Sections divide the equals never less
Tryna provide the right for who be left
Fuck it dont hold it underneath your breath
I'm not
Dont go no where without my
Special glock
Its special in the way it send
Them shots
No point in me tryna pretend
Automatic capacity
Scotty pippin it ain't nothing half of he
Boy you trippin that rapping aint actually
You aint half of me
Is you mad, are you happy or what
Kissed her once and now I'm back here to fuck
She be kissing up when she be backing it up
And she living with her strap aint lacking for nun
I been living with the racks
Stacking 'em up
I been winning with the racks
Stacking 'em up
But I'm hungry something like no food in a month
Im so done with eating all this food in a cup
I dont love that much for you to say its enough
Cuz I've had enough of never saying it
And my songs I'm tired of never playing it
So its time to put out something great with it
Like I painted it
Bitch who the fuck told you that this mission soon be over
I got rich habits poor quota this no Daniels poured inside my soda
I got dance skills like Jackson
Handles like I'm Michael
Jordan on my jacket
I need Janet on my vinyls
I dont panic I just smile
Thats a manic in denial
But my Canik with that fire
So it takes the title
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah
My homies dont want no jobs
My shawty dont want no problems
My mom been stressin bout rent
And all of the trouble it cause
Dont nobody need no tissues
We aint new to loss
Pippin in just one pistol
Living where rules are gone
Truth falls
Into the wrong hands
Into the wrong hands
Into the wrong
Damn
Into the wrong hands
Into the wrong hands
Into my
Palm on the strap
Better back on up
Before I cock back, attack
Boy dont call that rap you whack
Bitch dont fall too flat on your back
I aint got time for love
No white doves
My mind done turnt em all black
Cant recline my head on my lap
Might rewind, if my
Palm on the strap
Better back on up
Before I cock back, attack
Boy, dont call that rap you whack
Bitch, dont fall too flat on your back
I aint got time for love
No white doves
My mind done turnt em all black
Cant recline my head on my lap
Wont rewind, if I
Realize my purpose
Reconcile my faith
Take my time on these verses
Like James go hard in that paint
Like K go far with that range
Big brain cant hold what I think
Switch lanes in my wannabe wraith
But I wanna see change
Yea thats facts man
Thats all I wanna see
Thats why I gotta spit the truth
Fuck how bitter that shit is
JD bitch
We out