"Honest God Truth" lyrics
Aye Lou, this what Imma do
Imma do twelve, then I'ma talk to the people
Then Imma twelve more then I'ma talk to the people some more
Then Imma do eight more then I want you to cut this motherfucker completely off
Yea, Black Migo
First off, money ain't shit to a nigga like me
True Religions, no belt, and a white tee
Niggas turnin' to dikes
Ho's livin' for likes
Niggas losin' they stripes
I believe in God but in this steel I trust
I'm on kush, I'm on lean, I'm on pills the fuck
Fuck a bitch 'cause I'm stressed out
Tryna bank that's your best out
'Cause these niggas tellin', felons with weapons
If I beef with a nigga then Imma beef with 'em separate
Ain't no gangs involved, I'm a man before all that
Couple niggas done called, I'm just waitin' on a call back
Yea I done talked to a couple niggas but just to be real
I don't think these niggas see me like I see myself
These niggas don't know what they got on they hands
See that nigga didn't know what he had on his hands
But I'm prayin' for you, I wish you the best of luck homie
Yea he lied to me, yea he stole from me
Had so much anger I wanted to take his soul from 'em
But I can't move forward, if I hold grudges
Nigga I'm satisfied I coulda been aborted
I just can't stand a nigga that got feminine ways
That nigga tried to play me cheap like the minimum wage
And I ain't tellin' you the story, this the after phase
I started dumpin' he was swervin' I got out the play
Twelve came I was shittin' bricks
'Cause if he dead they finna give me eighty-six
I called them Playas for some fruitful and some aid-assist
His closest nigga told me 'cool it you know he a bitch'
See, I told myself before I wrote this song I was gunna tell the honest God truth
But, nigga shit happens, life goes on nigga, bigger milestones ahead nigga
They wanna rat me out and send me to the joint
They wanna catch me with thirty-six in a trunk
And an automatic pump, so they can have me forever
But I just wanna have a bitch say they gon' hide us together
Some rode some fold under pressure
Some bold some told on they self
Poppin' bottles pourin' mo' with my nigga
Now I'm cryin' pourin' mo' on my nigga
(Bitch)
Imma do twelve, then I'ma talk to the people
Then Imma twelve more then I'ma talk to the people some more
Then Imma do eight more then I want you to cut this motherfucker completely off
Yea, Black Migo
First off, money ain't shit to a nigga like me
True Religions, no belt, and a white tee
Niggas turnin' to dikes
Ho's livin' for likes
Niggas losin' they stripes
I believe in God but in this steel I trust
I'm on kush, I'm on lean, I'm on pills the fuck
Fuck a bitch 'cause I'm stressed out
Tryna bank that's your best out
'Cause these niggas tellin', felons with weapons
If I beef with a nigga then Imma beef with 'em separate
Ain't no gangs involved, I'm a man before all that
Couple niggas done called, I'm just waitin' on a call back
Yea I done talked to a couple niggas but just to be real
I don't think these niggas see me like I see myself
These niggas don't know what they got on they hands
See that nigga didn't know what he had on his hands
But I'm prayin' for you, I wish you the best of luck homie
Yea he lied to me, yea he stole from me
Had so much anger I wanted to take his soul from 'em
But I can't move forward, if I hold grudges
Nigga I'm satisfied I coulda been aborted
I just can't stand a nigga that got feminine ways
That nigga tried to play me cheap like the minimum wage
And I ain't tellin' you the story, this the after phase
I started dumpin' he was swervin' I got out the play
Twelve came I was shittin' bricks
'Cause if he dead they finna give me eighty-six
I called them Playas for some fruitful and some aid-assist
His closest nigga told me 'cool it you know he a bitch'
See, I told myself before I wrote this song I was gunna tell the honest God truth
But, nigga shit happens, life goes on nigga, bigger milestones ahead nigga
They wanna rat me out and send me to the joint
They wanna catch me with thirty-six in a trunk
And an automatic pump, so they can have me forever
But I just wanna have a bitch say they gon' hide us together
Some rode some fold under pressure
Some bold some told on they self
Poppin' bottles pourin' mo' with my nigga
Now I'm cryin' pourin' mo' on my nigga
(Bitch)
