paroles de chanson True To This (feat. Gumpy) - Tymonie feat. Gumpy

True to this, nah nah nigga we ain't new to this
Who that is pulling up like a gymnast with the coolest wrist, bling bling
Ha, kuna matata when I'm on the throne I'm the don dada
Style got no father, bastard rappin'
Passing words of God, I got pastor passion (Uh, yeah yeah)
Niggas still mad cause I hit 'em upside put 'em on a toe tag
Automatic cash when a ghost gets in his bag
Patel shines back when it hangs off on the ave
Guess who pulled up with the baddest
24s rollin' so cold I ain't average 24 bang bang bangs where your hat is
Ghostface disappears off like it's magic (Uh huh, uh huh, yeah yeah)
So many wish they could be, from LA to NYC, that's King G-U-M-P
Respect the air that I breathe and lands I walk with my feet
Brought to you by Tymonie, we true to this you can see
Off the simple limbos under
Bars always doing wonders give a fuck about numbers
Gems steam rolling like thunder, cold flips to freeze up the tundra
It's a beautiful scene I guess when she wants to roll with Gumpy, I'm blessed
In a cutlass through the heat like butler
Cause it's none above us when it comes to others
P enough to mack up ya mother, cooler than the AC in the summertime
Bout time Gumpy get back on his fucking grind Dreamer's Tape shake shit
I just sat on recline
2022 still rapping for food
Fuck nigga, still in a league above you niggas
Hearts breathe in the cold ain't no love for you niggas (Ah hah)
Gotta plug in more figures
Philosophies to prosper like I'm Socrates
I'm honestly the God MC
Fuck whoever disagree come and test me then
Niggas steady actin' out like a thespian
Then it goes again the cycle of the hating man
Fan ass niggas never think with they heads
That said, stay yo own lane like we doing this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this

Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this

Yeah, came thru swervin' came thru swangin'
Trunk hood weak when this bass start banging
Pull up to the spot, have the whole hood blazing
Pull up to the spot, now the whole spot raging
Pull up to the spot, yeah (Pull up to the spot, yeah)
Pull up to the spot, and these 808s leaving folk confused
Like is it coming from the whip or the neighbors (Unh)
Enough gas for the beat time to let the duffle speak put yo ass in a seat (Unh)
You ain't even gotta stretch, mark my words all you asses are plastic to me (Unh)
Always Been stuck tight to the truth all you assholes are flaccid to me (Unh)
Ta- talk Shit in the net put the phone down, you assholes are catfish to me
I can Turn a triple double into triple duffles
Scoring through injury bound to pass enemies
Honestly shit is like magic to me study my moves for years
Like a masters degree
Ya'll say I ain't this and ain't that to my back to my front
Y'all reppin' like a mascot to me
Y'all wanna be me so bad, guess I'm on the right path
And that's makes me happy to see
But I do know one thing these opps and haters like family to me
Treat em like they all my children, no soap opera, no fantasy
Sa- same ones saying thats ludicrous ain't used to this
6 years on deck I ain't new to this
6 years on heads and still flyer than a stewardess
You lames I'm steady providing stewardship, I'm true to this

Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this
Ghost with the duffle bag, yeah yeah we true to this