Lyrics The Truth - Kidd Kidd

(Intro)
I remember I ain't had shit, still don't got shit
You know what i mean, for real, man
Niggas will never understand, man
I feel like rap ain't where it's supposed to be right now, man
The game all fucked up. Don't get me wrong man
Niggas do they thing. Oh, they do they thing
But man, this real shit need to come back into play
I'm here for it though
They telling me that I'm on one
Dealing with this pain, you gotta be a strong one
Went out looking for love, gave my heart to the wrong one
Fuck a click, I do my dirt all about my lonesome
Phone click and they hittin' talkin' 'bout lonesome
They with you when you shinin'
Gone when the storm come
Try to rob me and get shot with your own gun
Before I do the time, I'ma live my life on the run
They rather hold you back before they hold you down
They talk behind my back, but I hear them loud
You know when you hear shit and you turn around
And everybody get quiet
But look how the tables turn around
Now everybody dick ridin'
Lil homie wasn't lying i was broke
Well, not no more
You ain't a rider your drivers license revoked
Don't get me provoked I start clicking like remote
Nigga must take me for a joke
The chicken crossed the road and got smoked
I gave hope like the Pope
I'm the GOAT, but I don't glow
They gon' hang themselves give them enough rope
I'm a backdoor your hoe, I'm prolly on your back porch
Get the paper on that note
I love all my haters, wish i had more
Niggas get a good high and give out bad low
I get the mail, cash in the envelope
Bars hard as a hotel room bath soap
Don't question me, I'll give you what you ask for
I hope the world catch on, that's why I'm rappin' slow
Been supposed to be on but they were scared of me
I think they wasn't prepared for me
They wanted to shoot me up like a mad junkie
I was still pulling up like a pair of huggies
Had to get it out the mud like a gold nugget
Niggas bummy, they don't wanna see you with nothing
And these labels tell you anything to get you trapped
They don't got keeping it real in their contract
This Reallionaire shit my life, it ain't just a tat
Couldn't walk in my shoes, your feet are bruised
I guess they too exact
Cut these bitches off when they get too attached
You nothing but a dog-ass hoe with a cat
I know you fucking know my little bro behind my back
The city too small, everyone know where you at
Got a crib in Cali, had to thank C for that
Got me a connect and stopped thinking 'bout rap
Residue under my nails, trying to make a little scratch
They asking about 50, I don't know where 50 at
The fed's tryna get my dog a whole 50 flat
He say you goin' too far, stop lookin' back
Leave them hatin' ass niggas right where they at
You already a legend, you just addin' to your stats
And you gon' forever be the man on Mazant
Unquestionable