The Truth (Feat. Ro$Ama)

My destiny
You were my destiny
That's why, that's why, baby
I was blind to see
Turn it up a lil' bit
(Blind to see) ayy
(Blind to see) yeah
(Blind to see) ayy, ayy

Ayy, see this shit come straight out the pot
I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ayy
See these niggas can know me or not
I'ma step on all ten either way it's the law
See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch
Now I'm selling raps to these folks but it used to be rocks
See, we used to put racks in a box
Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off

Bitch, steppin' on shit like a boss
So now these hoes jock on my page just to see what I cost
On the way to the top, I got lost
So I got to juggin' and robbin' 'til I found the cross
We been pushing that pack like Ross
If I want your head then you dead, I don't care what it cost
At the age of thirteen took a loss 
But if I bet if I see him today I get his ass off
Seventeen, I was duckin' the laws
Eighteen, I was chalkin' on them county walls
Nineteen, I was posted just me and my dawgs
Twenty-three, We just blew a few racks at the mall
And I'm still fighting cases for shit in them walls
It was me and Lil Shot, we was knocking them off
Thirty days in the box, I went crazy and all
Writing raps on the floor with no space on the walls
Yeah, I did a lil' time on probation and all
Now I'm out, I stay down, only right that we ball
Bitch, I'm solid, the type to pick up if you call
If we spin, I'm the first nigga letting them off
Hearing voices and shit, they like, "Go kill 'em all"
I be rubbing my head for good luck like I'm bald
This bitch freaky, she tweakin' to suck on my balls
When I nut if I kick this ho out am I wrong?

Been feeling like, "Fuck it, I'm done with this rappin'"
Just bring me some packs of that muddy, it's sealed
Dope money bring danger, was already dangerous
'Fore I was rappin' this shit that I live
Ride with the stick in the box 'cause a clip got extended 
'Cause niggas been thirsty for kills
Had to redo my engine, bought me a transmission 
Been living 'cause I'm seeing death in the mirror
Went and bought fifties 'cause these niggas cap
I really met Mexican plugs for that flour
Cut them lights off, been counting them M's in the dark
Wanna see if that money bring power
My partner got back in his bag and copped him a car
And giving his son allowance
I'm proud of my nigga, he really got back on his shit
I'm just glad to see him off that powder
Just moved back with mom 'cause my cousin was feelin' like, "Fuck it"
He bought that apartment for spite
I understand, gang, I really ain't trippin', that's yours
Just gimme my clothes and I'm straight
Then I had slept in the car, my bitch had told me 
"Come over," and give me your plate
But I ain't even eat it, don't like the spaghetti from bitches
The Kool-Aid ain't really have taste
Teanna had told me I gotta keep going, I told her I'm trying
But money been slowing on the side, my brother went back in that cell
And he just bad a baby and that really hurt me inside
Ain't really been happy-go-lucky, I'm back fighting demons
Ain't really been feeling the vibes
Went to prom, boy, to perform and then heard all the shots
I'm just glad that we came out alive
Riding in sprinters to shows like we famous and shit
Call some cameras, we deep than a bitch
Dracos and Glocks in the back, thirty shots out this MAC
Or you can get beamed with this blick
Had the cop five percent tint
Don't look in my car, you can't even see in this bitch
Talk down on my name
And your body gon' shake like you having a seizure and shit, bitch

Ayy, see this shit come straight out the pot
I got straight out they cell and went straight to the block, ayy
See these niggas can know me or not
I'ma step on all ten either way it's the law
See the spot, T-way told me to gon' hit the notch
Now I'm selling raps to these folks but it used to be rocks
See, we used to put racks in a box
Now we got a safe in the place, if you find it you off