"TRUTH HURT" lyrics
(How you feel, Tony?)
(Show 'em what it is, Gwap)
Mmm (Brrt, brrt)
I'm off an iPhone (I'm off the iPhone), I'm on the freeway
I talk to Pablo, I know Enrique
Call me el patrón, they do what he say
Feel like it's freeze tag, my diamonds freeze, ayy
Them bitches bad, I'ma take 'em down to TJ
Now we in Hong Kong, she give a BJ
Walk in the club, they play my music, shoutout to DJ
I'm gettin' cake, I feel like everyday my b-day
No GTA, I feel like everyday I'm CJ
I got the choppa, .30 round put you on replay
Said I'm the best she ever had, but that's what she say
I went to Tokyo, got drunk and had a three-way
I'm in Givenchy, can't afford it, that's 'cause he lame
These niggas broke and buyin' chains, well that's 'cause these slaves (Ah, ah)
I'm on two Percs and I love to do work
Count my Benji's with the blue first, shorty take off two shirts
Can't walk a mile up in my sneakers, man, I know these shoes hurt
Can't even talk real to you niggas, man, I know the truth hurt
You see my Rollie on, I see a fully on
I get my ground, I hit my twenty on
These niggas don't be on no shit, uh-huh, these niggas phony, huh
Niggas out here speakin' on my name, but they don't know me, huh
Psh, real recipe, I had the dope fiends hooked
Bitch, I'm still a daddy, I go read my son a book
Real recipe, I watch the left hand cook
Bitch call me her daddy, said she love the way I look
She said she love the way I cook
I eat steak and chicken everyday, my stomach cooked
Nigga, that's your girl, keep tryna fuck
She just text my phone, I'm in the middle now stuck
Psh, hm, I guess your shorty out of luck (Brrt)
I might have to bring her to the (Brrt), make her (Uh)
Mmm (I'm off an iPhone, I'm on the freeway, ah-ah)
I'm off an iPhone (I'm off the iPhone), I'm on the freeway
I talk to Pablo, I know Enrique
Call me el patrón (I'm off the iPhone), they do what he say (I'm on the freeway)
Feel like it's freeze tag, my diamonds freeze, ayy (I know Enrique)
Them bitches bad, I'ma take 'em down to TJ
Now we in Hong Kong, she give a BJ (Ayy)
Walk in the club, they play my music, shoutout to DJ (Ayy, ayy)
I'm gettin' cake, I feel like everyday my b-day
Replay (Uh)
I'm on two Percs and I love to do work
Can't even talk real 'cause I know the truth hurt
(Show 'em what it is, Gwap)
Mmm (Brrt, brrt)
I'm off an iPhone (I'm off the iPhone), I'm on the freeway
I talk to Pablo, I know Enrique
Call me el patrón, they do what he say
Feel like it's freeze tag, my diamonds freeze, ayy
Them bitches bad, I'ma take 'em down to TJ
Now we in Hong Kong, she give a BJ
Walk in the club, they play my music, shoutout to DJ
I'm gettin' cake, I feel like everyday my b-day
No GTA, I feel like everyday I'm CJ
I got the choppa, .30 round put you on replay
Said I'm the best she ever had, but that's what she say
I went to Tokyo, got drunk and had a three-way
I'm in Givenchy, can't afford it, that's 'cause he lame
These niggas broke and buyin' chains, well that's 'cause these slaves (Ah, ah)
I'm on two Percs and I love to do work
Count my Benji's with the blue first, shorty take off two shirts
Can't walk a mile up in my sneakers, man, I know these shoes hurt
Can't even talk real to you niggas, man, I know the truth hurt
You see my Rollie on, I see a fully on
I get my ground, I hit my twenty on
These niggas don't be on no shit, uh-huh, these niggas phony, huh
Niggas out here speakin' on my name, but they don't know me, huh
Psh, real recipe, I had the dope fiends hooked
Bitch, I'm still a daddy, I go read my son a book
Real recipe, I watch the left hand cook
Bitch call me her daddy, said she love the way I look
She said she love the way I cook
I eat steak and chicken everyday, my stomach cooked
Nigga, that's your girl, keep tryna fuck
She just text my phone, I'm in the middle now stuck
Psh, hm, I guess your shorty out of luck (Brrt)
I might have to bring her to the (Brrt), make her (Uh)
Mmm (I'm off an iPhone, I'm on the freeway, ah-ah)
I'm off an iPhone (I'm off the iPhone), I'm on the freeway
I talk to Pablo, I know Enrique
Call me el patrón (I'm off the iPhone), they do what he say (I'm on the freeway)
Feel like it's freeze tag, my diamonds freeze, ayy (I know Enrique)
Them bitches bad, I'ma take 'em down to TJ
Now we in Hong Kong, she give a BJ (Ayy)
Walk in the club, they play my music, shoutout to DJ (Ayy, ayy)
I'm gettin' cake, I feel like everyday my b-day
Replay (Uh)
I'm on two Percs and I love to do work
Can't even talk real 'cause I know the truth hurt
