Lyrics Truth Hurts - 16raheem

Truth gon hurt might as well say it now
Now you done fucked round and lost me thinking I'd stay around
Before I put my trust inna bitch I put it up inna pound
I just put my feelings in a wood then I make a sound
That mean I cook up in the stu and this weed is loud
Bitch Ima run it up dolo why would I need you round
You be there to lift em up and they gon leave you down
I done got some accomplishments told myself that I'm proud

Thirty three in my woody this my pain reliver
This shit I'm burning be super pressure this ain't sativa
I'm inna stu they still on my phone wan the bag from me
Two four seven always there they never leaving me
I try to tell her I'm her blessing sheon believe in me
My reputation solid A1 they perceiving me
I'm onna e way burning pressure look at scenery
You can't finesse a finesser ain't no beating me
I'm the realist in this shit that's how it seem to be
Went and got a zip I'm tryna take the pain away aye
I know that it's bright but after all these rainy days aye
Had to stop complaining always went and found my way aye
Bitch I'm making classics wit the package onna way aye
Once I hit the top I promise that be where I stay aye
I just roll a fronto leaf and take it to the face aye
If I wasn't higher nuff a woody just in case aye
You ain want me then you want me now, bitch get out my space
Ima hero and a villain but I still don't wear no capes
Ima put them bags in traffic I won't leave you wit no trace
They don't want me really turn up I can see it in they face
I be taking every win no we ain't tying not no lace
I can't fuck round wit these people bout as fragile as a vase
I been real in every inch of my body I'm never fake
Mind my business
In my city they cross you with yellow tape you better watch
This shit ain't sweet this shit get grimy
You wanna live that lifestyle you caught me perfect timing
I be flexing wit my freedom I don't care about no diamonds
I drop music when I want to I don't care bout no compliance
On my timing

Truth gon hurt might as well say it now
Now you done fucked round and lost me thinking I'd stay around
Before I put my trust inna bitch I put it up inna pound
I just put my feelings in a wood then I make a sound
That mean I cook up in the stu and this weed is loud
Bitch Ima run it up dolo why would I need you round
You be there to lift em up and they gon leave you down
I done got some accomplishments told myself that I'm proud