制作
出演艺人
Rich Homie Quan
表演者
作曲和作词
Dequantes Lamar
词曲作者
制作和工程
George Dunkins
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
They don't tell you 'bout the truth
They just wanna feed you lies
They don't tell you 'bout the truth
They just wanna feed you lies
I've been runnin' up a check, ay
Tryna get my crew right
I've been tryna do it better, ay
But it seem I can't do right
[Verse 2]
I can't do right, but I'm gettin' better
I can't move right without that cheddar
I'ma do that plain Jane without that bezel
A lot of **** hatin' so I gotta be careful
[Verse 3]
Got a gun and some money, first drawer in the dresser
I gotta do right 'cause I know He gon' bless us
We don't shoot at legs, but we aimin' at chest up
Your homie got killed last week, that messed up
[Verse 4]
Money every week, no tester
Stayed down from the beginning, the best love
I only care 'bout you, fuck the rest of 'em
And I put you in the bed with the best dome
[Verse 5]
I said them pipe gon' bust from the pressure
I'm way too gone for you to catch up
I said this **** aggravatin' like bedbugs
I can feel that energy, that's fake love
[Verse 6]
I can't fake kick it with you, no wrestler
We get a lot of new freaks when the check come
You talkin' cash money shit, but won't back none
And I hate to come down on a Tesla
[Verse 7]
Never sleepin', always ride with a weapon
**** talkin' 'bout some shit that I been done
All these **** I done birthed, I got ten sons
But they don't tell you that part
[Verse 8]
They don't tell you 'bout the truth
They just wanna feed you lies
They don't tell you 'bout the truth
They just wanna feed you lies
I've been runnin' up a check, ay
Tryna get my crew right
I've been tryna do it better, ay
But it seem I can't do right
[Verse 9]
Pull the chopper out, hand on his chest, make him pledge allegiance
Afraid to go to sleep, death all on my back, still scared of demons
I was in Milan, Italy, eatin' real fettuccine
Might cop the Hellcat, 'cause a **** still scared of demons
I heard it gettin' cold outside, got my strap and a beanie
I had a bad dream about somebody dyin', then a **** seen it
I won't even beef with a **** no more, I think I'm goin' vegan
I never had shit growin' up, so they gave me a reason
To go extra hard, God gon' bless the boy
It don't matter if I'm down, I'm gon' flex regardless
I told my bitch I run this shit, I'm the head in charge
They don't tell you 'bout the good I did, they forget that part, ay
[Verse 10]
They don't tell you 'bout the truth
They just wanna feed you lies
They don't tell you 'bout the truth
They just wanna feed you lies
I been runnin' up a check, ay
Tryna get my crew right
I've been tryna do it better, ay
But it seem I can't do right
Written by: Dequantes Lamar, George Dunkins

