Texty
This be the truest shit I ever said (ever said)
A **** might wind up dead, huh
With money comes bad times (bad times)
(And these days) these days, you got to have a strong mind
I grew up as a motherfucking thug
An outcast couldn't do shit, but slang drugs
In and out of jail, ain't no place to be
I'm not short dog, but I just want to be free
Made a lot of money do dirt, pulling capers
Don't give a fuck who I hurt, huh
You wonder why, a **** can't sleep man
Because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand, huh
A true **** can't rest, G
'Til these bitch-ass **** get the fuck from around me
You sweat the tank, but you're not a real soldier
Would you die for this shit? ("No"), P I told ya
Your true to the game, but you ain't true to me
**** be yourself you can't be me or P
My veins pump no limit blood from day one
**** ask Big Ed, he put it on his only son
This be the truest shit I ever said (ever said)
A **** might wind up dead, huh
With money comes bad times (bad times)
(And these days) these days, you gotta have a strong mind
This be the truest shit I ever said (ever said)
A **** might wind up dead, huh
With money comes bad times (bad times)
(And these days) these days, you gotta have a strong mind
I got a few **** want me dead
Anticipating my death for the shit that I said
Huh, true soldiers, true ****
Motherfucking blood, true love thug figures
Bitch **** be plotting on me
Behind close doors, **** hola when you see me
P said, "If you going to get 'em" (get 'em)
Shoot first, and make sure you hit 'em
I can't lose another tank dog
One more dead and watch no limit go off
Y'all ain't ready for war
I leave **** tripping off the shit that they saw, huh
I'm known for taking **** out in street, murder one
Motherfucker, check my rap sheet
I thank P for taking me out the game
Put the mic in my hand, and gave me my name
This be the truest shit I ever said (ever said)
A **** might wind up dead, huh
With money comes bad times (bad times)
(And these days) these days, you gotta have a strong mind
This be the truest shit I ever said (ever said)
A **** might wind up dead, huh
With money comes bad times (bad times)
(And these days) these days, you gotta have a strong mind
Written by: C-Murder
