Lyrics Nipsey - Trae tha Truth

Trey the truth with me rewrite the story
Of flips see me as the ghost of the homie
Who laced me up I could give a fucking what the fucks say
On that goose they will arrested have cardiac ill stay the
Best zest for only things said is yes
To less fuck that I'll attest to passing the tests
Then passing on the crown only thing promise too me is dead and gone

So I bet the one I put on will kill me at the end
Of one my songs still only experience you
Attest to is RM experience one hundred million
I'll see it one day I'll see la muerte dead
Like them Presidents as I count from my grave
I'm dead my family counting on me
Finally I just as I deceased
Found the mark turned his ass into a
Beast from fucking with me in the least
Feast final dinner I'm bucking at pokey rease
With bud so long across my neck I'm wearing reef
So if I don't blow high then I'll leave
Baby just right now does fly byes she can buy
Anything she wants but she don't need to buy anything I'm on
Gone with the wind why have I sin so many times
What's for certain it spoke every
Single word the can be heard from way down
I go down my lady can't be sad I'm for the life I had
So many times I wished I was at least glad
Now my kitchens got four types of glad
Bags I get the bags baby don't u know this why ain't never mad
Fuck em quick if they mad tv
Davidson running over Davidson Tony Stewart
With a stock car why I need the wraith so later in a breath
RM excuse us for pulling you over that far to the edge
Remember when you used to wish for a Ford edge
That's before this game I drained dredged dig with a sledge hammer
In the hummer beating is that what you said
I didn't read discovery watch Steve Irwin's
Final beats on Earth with sting ray bursting into my chest
Or what they aledge I can see finale used to find
Home in alleys now I find homes in Ally
Ally is alliance got the black card from them I really be
Thinking they my friends they keep on saying would you like to lend
No thanks just hope you hold all the currency in
Maybe I can build a second home like the first part of Bitcoin
Looking at me like wtf do i own
It's coming soon just be Happy now you in the know
Hoe good bye the western flo only a homie born in LA would know
They my swag just gravitate your hoe
It's not my fault she in a under tow
Trying to the sun you know I wanna see his Son
Jesus Christ I just to be nice not in vain because we both had veins
Also we both had a brain but nice
I'm saying the truth
After after the awful way I used to live
Now I can see hindsights view me on Google you tube I keep Tripping
Watching them try to work computers is you crazy
You from hundred before my grandpa you is a soul