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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
JID
Chant
Mereba
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adam Feeney
Paroles/Composition
Destin Route
Paroles/Composition
Marian Mereba
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Hollywood JB
Production
Juro "Mez" Davis
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
And if I'm trying to tell the truth, it's all bad
'Cause if you looking for the proof, it's all there
Come on baby, I'ma tell the truth and nothing but the truth
You can't handle the truth, you can't handle it
And if I'm trying to tell the truth, it's all bad
'Cause if you looking for the proof, it's all there
Come on baby, I'ma tell the truth and nothing but the truth
You can't handle it, you can't handle the truth, no
(Do-do, do-do-do)
And if I'm trying to tell the truth, it's all bad
Baby, do you love me? I know that you do
I been trying so hard, I know I gotta be real with you
Can't be playing with hearts, I know that you feel it too
I'm gon' step into the shade, I don't want the sun in my face
But I don't want to walk away without me saying what I have to say
And I been praying it's another way, but it's like mayhem on my fucking brain
I gotta say, I'm finna go insane, shame, shame
And I don't know what I can do (fuck)
'Cause maybe you're past I, and maybe your last guy was just right for you
And baby, I can't fight the truth, baby, I can't fight the truth
And baby, I can't fight with you
And since I'm trying to tell the truth, it's all bad
And since you're looking for the proof, it's all there
Come on baby, I'ma tell the truth and nothing but the truth
You can't handle the truth, you can't handle it
And since I'm trying to tell the truth, it's all bad
And since you're looking for the proof, it's all there
Come on baby, I'ma tell the truth and nothing but the truth
You can't handle the truth, you can't handle the truth
(Do-do, do-do-do)
And since I'm trying to tell the truth
So tell me why you got to lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie?
So tell me why you got to lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie?
See, I'ma call it off here, boy, this intuition ancient, oh
You ain't even really gotta say shit
I peep your in-the-cut shit, yeah, I'm a sharp motherfuck-er
No peace 'til we sleeping, we find reasons for deceiving
And then we both can keep the secrets
I remember when it felt like a dream
I hope it's a blessed world
And I bet your next girl won't tell you the truth, like I do
It's just we were coasting on a new high
You never let slip that hand on my hip
It was Heaven, it was bliss 'til it flipped, right
I ain't finna lie to you though
I ain't finna cry, never mind that you lied
That you spilled milk all on my clothes (fuck)
They say you reap what you sow
Lord knows that's some lies I've been told
Ooh, watch it grow
And I done finally heard the truth, it's all bad
I wasn't looking for the proof, but goddamn
Come on baby, you should tell the truth, but baby fuck the truth
I can't handle it, you can't handle it
Da-da-da-da da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da
You got me extremely fucked up
Writer(s): Adam King Feeney, Destin Route, Marian Azeb Mereba, Jb Hollywood
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