Im The Truth Lyrics

It ain't what the fuck going on, nigga

The Fast Money Speaker

I'm standing on all that

I'm the truth

I don't know why they be hatin' on everything I do

I'm drippin' in designer, everything you're tied to

If I walk up in your club, then you know they pay me too

I'ma show you why my city boy, they callin' me the truth

I don't know why they be hatin' on everything I do

I'm drippin' in designer, everything you're tied to

If I walk up in your club, then you know they pay me too

I'ma show you why my city boy, they callin' me the truth

I'm gon' ball out on these niggas so they know that I'm the truth

J.C. comin' off the bench, I might as well drop a .42

Know it's Fast Money 780, you know what we do

Get some money, spend some money, yeah, get that back in too

We still playin' up in them horses, so them Porsches comin' too

You can't cheat the grind, CTG, come get your Frenchie too

We got new shade Isabella, yeah, you know we got fluffies too

We can drive them to your boy, we can airdrop that bitch too

Ain't no playin' when it's money, every bingey we pursue

I be playin' up in designer, my passport a century too

Ain't no way that you can hate when you comin' like I do

They be screamin' swear jack, boy, because they know that I'm the truth

I don't know why they be hatin' on everything I do

I'm drippin' in design and everything it tie into

If I walk up in your club, then you know they pay me too

I'ma show you what my city, boy, they callin' me the truth

I don't know why they be hatin' on everything I do

I'm drippin' in design and everything it tie into

If I walk up in your club, then you know they pay me too

I'ma show you what my city, boy, they callin' me the truth

I been kickin' flavor, bitch, I'm drippin' sauce all on you

The way I'm talkin' sauce, they gon' think I'm TSF too

We in the club poppin' bottles, fuck your front, you know how we do

They be holdin' up them signs sayin' swear jack, he the truth

It's a section full of bitches, ain't no niggas in the room

I got security in this bitch, I got my shooters, watch your move

Pops told me be aware on everything and follow suit

Lord told me keep your head up, stay paid up, that's what I do

Big bro told me I'ma come in home in five years, I waited two

Now we both applying pressure, city don't know what to do

All I keep hearin' in my city sayin' swear jack, he the truth

Ain't no way that they can stop the northeast behind you

I don't know why they be hatin' on everything I do

I'm drippin' in design and everything it tie in to

If I walk up in your club, then you know they pay me too

I'ma show you what my city, boy, they callin' me the truth

I don't know why they be hatin' on everything I do

I'm drippin' in design and everything it tie in to

If I walk up in your club, then you know they pay me too

I'ma show you what my city, boy, they callin' me the truth