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The Truth
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Truth was released on January 3, 2020 by 3visionary as a part of the album The Truth - Single
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Release DateJanuary 3, 2020
Label3visionary
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrelle Carney
Tyrelle Carney
Songwriter

Lyrics

What they gone do with a **** not a damn thang yea
Runnin this shit I pulled a hamstring yea
Ya betta cool me where the fan man
Yea I turn up for them digits where the bands man
Lemme be truthful
I just found a loophole
I don't care who i lose no more
I ain't tryna lose no
So if you wanna leave you can go
I was fine by myself
Let a **** grind by hisself
I ain't finna whine bout ya help
I ain't finna trip
Ima take this time with my health
Ima take this time to get wealth
Better check a **** whip uh
If its a problem then its fixed uh
Boy I'm sam from holes I gotta wrist
Nine times outta ten vans the kicks uh
And be in blue so much think I'm a crip
Woah
Im tryna grow with the gang
Wanted a girlfriend but these women all the same
Wanted some new friends but **** weird and lame
So im finna get them m's with them **** who never changed
Yea nope I ain't tryna link
Yea you cool in public but **** yo soul stink
You aint one of my bros you probably get cold feet
Or you snakin' on the low as if i don't see
What they gone do with a **** not a damn thang yea
Runnin this shit I pulled a hamstring yea
Ya betta cool me where the fan man
Yea i turn up for them digits where the bands man
Lemme be truthful
I just found a loophole
I don't care who i lose no more
I ain't tryna lose no
So if you wanna leave you can go
I was fine by myself
Let a **** grind by hisself
I ain't finna whine bout ya help
I ain't finna trip
Ima take this time with my health
Ima take this time to get wealth
Don't check on me cause I gotta check on me
Already know what that text gone be
Yea I ain't tryna flex homie but i'm working out with them bands boflex on me
Aye look I love you and I wanna see you win
But you too much for my brain i'm sorry I cant be friends
Sorry this had to end i'm tryna get straight wins
You worried bout other stuff ain't no time to be caking
I need a hit after hit after hit after hit
Deadshot with my goals baby I ain't tryna miss
Wish you was by my side but you know the phrase F.I.S.H
Everything for a reason no need to be getting pissed
What they gone do with a **** not a damn thang yea
Runnin this shit I pulled a hamstring yea
Ya betta cool me where the fan man
Yea i turn up for them digits where the bands man
Lemme be truthful
I just found a loophole
I don't care who i lose no more
I ain't tryna lose no
So if you wanna leave you can go
I was fine by myself
Let a **** grind by hisself
I ain't finna whine bout ya help
I ain't finna trip
Ima take this time with my health
Ima take this time to get wealth
Yea nope I ain't tryna link
Yea you cool in public but **** yo soul stink
You aint one of my bros you probably get cold feet
Or you snakin' on the low as if i don't see
What they gone do with a **** not a damn thang (Not a thang)
Written by: Tyrelle Carney
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