"Youit (Truth Be Told)" lyrics
(feat. BJ the Chicago Kid & Chris Sholar)
Watch it all unfold
What's there to behold?
It's that fire, that desire moving through the soul
Navigating fires and some liars, truth be told
Larger than Goliath, this is how you rule the globe
But still had to learn the maze
Had to turn the page
'Nother year, let's clear the air
Had to burn the sage
Asking God was I the only one to act unholy?
Bands married to my hands, holy matrimony
They know me
They watch your every move up under eyelids, undivided
Been hard to trap like Charlie Chaplin the way I move in silence
Don't move divided just like Fredro told 'em, do the knowledge
Learn how to move through pain, maneuver lanes, no Luka Doncics
Say what? Come on in, dog
Yeah, I'm too real for this shit
Used to be a time that I would kill for this shit
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
This is what you get
One hundred percent
The king of Mary, say
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
Take 'em on a trip
Don't ever forget
No, no
Yeah, tryna figure out what you in it for
While hoping your pen makes you the pinnacle
But now it's sold, you see they came to see us
Watch 'em stand to they feet like the Pledge of Allegiance
Shit got egregious (Yeah)
Too many rappers got it backwards, more like actors
Hear it cut then switch it up like Idris
Act like you hate to see it
It's more like make believe
When some niggas was made to be it
You see it?
No matter if it's a fair fight
Gotta still get my head right
Money falling out pockets while diamonds looking like headlights
Some nights you don't see the vision and how it's worth it
Now it's worth it, got fans holding you up like crowd surfing
Take the positive
Went from sitting on porches to sitting in Porsches
Niggas prayed to be prosperous (Thank you, God)
That's a lot of prayers
'Cause it's a lot of us
Always had it inside of us
Just don't know if we loud enough
Say what? Come on in, dog
Yeah, I'm too real for this shit
Used to be a time that I would kill for this shit
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
This is what you get
One hundred percent
The king of Mary, say
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
Nigga, you should
And never forget
No, no
What's there to behold?
It's that fire, that desire moving through the soul
Navigating fires and some liars, truth be told
Larger than Goliath, this is how you rule the globe
But still had to learn the maze
Had to turn the page
'Nother year, let's clear the air
Had to burn the sage
Asking God was I the only one to act unholy?
Bands married to my hands, holy matrimony
They know me
They watch your every move up under eyelids, undivided
Been hard to trap like Charlie Chaplin the way I move in silence
Don't move divided just like Fredro told 'em, do the knowledge
Learn how to move through pain, maneuver lanes, no Luka Doncics
Say what? Come on in, dog
Yeah, I'm too real for this shit
Used to be a time that I would kill for this shit
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
This is what you get
One hundred percent
The king of Mary, say
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
Take 'em on a trip
Don't ever forget
No, no
Yeah, tryna figure out what you in it for
While hoping your pen makes you the pinnacle
But now it's sold, you see they came to see us
Watch 'em stand to they feet like the Pledge of Allegiance
Shit got egregious (Yeah)
Too many rappers got it backwards, more like actors
Hear it cut then switch it up like Idris
Act like you hate to see it
It's more like make believe
When some niggas was made to be it
You see it?
No matter if it's a fair fight
Gotta still get my head right
Money falling out pockets while diamonds looking like headlights
Some nights you don't see the vision and how it's worth it
Now it's worth it, got fans holding you up like crowd surfing
Take the positive
Went from sitting on porches to sitting in Porsches
Niggas prayed to be prosperous (Thank you, God)
That's a lot of prayers
'Cause it's a lot of us
Always had it inside of us
Just don't know if we loud enough
Say what? Come on in, dog
Yeah, I'm too real for this shit
Used to be a time that I would kill for this shit
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
This is what you get
One hundred percent
The king of Mary, say
U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T
Nigga, you should
And never forget
No, no
