paroles de chanson Truth Is (Mastered) - B-Eazy

Truth is, look I ain′t living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I′m broke like ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain′t got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get
Truth is, I′m just living my life written in rhyme
I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember
Truth is...

I ain′t got shit to hide, I ain't got shit to lose
Let me tell you about it for you hear it on the evening news
I′ll give it to you straight
Motherfuck a Channel 8, Fox 4, Fox 5
I'm a bring it to you live live! Ah, in 3-D!
Everything ain′t peaches & cream
And what you see ain't always what is seems
See me? I was smart as a kid
But that's until I bit the nerve to jump my ass inside of college
And do this little bid
But little did I know
That shit was fucking up my cash flow
5 G′s for the class, whether or not I go
Rent was a bitch plus the books I paid cash for
Funds got short, times got hard
Record deal never came
My tuition caught the charge
Which had me putting hours at 2 dead-end jobs
My checks went straight to bills
My intuition was at large, like a felon
And it surely ain′t no CD's selling
Speaking of C′s & D's, look at all these classes on failing
Shit, somebody loan me a dub
You know that one with that big face
Plus that sticky-icky drug

Truth is, look I ain′t living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I′m broke like ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain′t got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get
Truth is, I′m just living my life written in rhyme
I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember
Truth is...

Throughout the years, I held 2 things near...
Credit and crack to fuck up your career
So only want rain leaves greenbacks
Sacks of good dro, a couple fine hoes
And Bubba Kush to keep my eyes low
That′s the type of heaven I know
Head up in the clouds
And I don't feel like coming down now
In fact on knee deep in debt as we speak
And the bill collectors blown up my cell every week
Plus I′m late on the car payment
If I'm late again I won′t have a ride to pay them
It's summertime I'm sweating
It′s kind of dark in here
I kind of wish I had a blunt, so I could spark in here
Maybe a lighter or a candle
I was balling like A.I., but money I couldn′t handle
Not to mention the credit card fees
The scandals, the schemes, the run-ins with the police
Damn, I can't stand you!
The laws pulled me over 30 times for example
For half of them I′m guilty, the other half I didn't do! Ooh!
Now I′m stuck like glue!
And all I got is more time for me to think this through
And analyze the way I was living
True, you was wild!
I gotta find a way to bounce back smooth, Juvenile
Ladies say, "Man he's fresh, baby!
Be G, but keep it player cause you′re the best baby!"
I heard it's not about your fall from grace
But what counts is more about the face you make
When getting off the ground
Truth is...

Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain′t rich, yeah I′m broke like ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget ′fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get
Truth is, I′m just living my life written in rhyme
I give a fuck if you don't like it then fine, hey just remember
Truth is...

I told you the truth in all of my rhymes
The only thing I haven′t spoken on is how to drop a dime
Cause I haven't, never have & never will
I never had love for the laws
Fuck a pig, let him squeal
Never tell on your own kind
If you was in your right mind
You do the crime, then you do the time
Am I lying?
Crime pays and at times you're in debt to society
Solitary confinement, sitting quietly
In 23-hour lockdown, wondering why is he
Stuck in this position, when he should of chose wisely
Instead of playing baby music by The Isley′s
He′s sharing toothbrushes with a dude named Tyrese
Told when to sit, shit, shower & shave & go to sleep
Wake up & do the same thing every week
Sheesh! I told you not to speak
Truth is, huh. that could've been me...

Truth is, look I ain′t living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I′m broke like ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget ′fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter how much doe we get
Truth is, I'm just living my life written in rhyme
I give a fuck if you don′t like it then fine, hey just remember
Truth is...