CallMeShotti - Truthfully Lyrics

If I'm speaking truthfully, ain't nothin' you could do to me
Cause I done seen it all, been through pain, but that ain't new to me
Scared to let you in cause I know how they be usin' me
Like, I got all these scars, you don't know how they be bruisin' me
I know I'm the only option, that's why she be choosin' me
Know a couple niggas tryna kill me, keep the tool with me
Crashing bout a bitch who be f*ckin' me and chewin' me, you losin' me
You run up actin' crazy and we handlin' it brutally
How that bitch a snake and she be walkin' out so beautifully
I then f*cked a model, so these bitches don't be cute to me
I know she don't love me, she just love when she be screwin' me
I know that I'm a G.O.A.T. when I be shootin' like I'm two-to-three
No, this shit ain't new to me, you hear it, then I'm livin' it
Why she always venting bout her scars like she pickin' it
Know they see me ball, when they askin', I be givin' it
Cause I know how it feel in that struggle, when you gettin' it
I'm just stickin' it to niggas who was hatin'
And my bro call me the ticket cause he know that I'ma make it
I ain't steppin' on that stage unless they callin' me the greatest
I was patient, now I'm steppin' in designer, it's the latest
And I can tell a story, but I know they tryna take it
And I can have the glory, but my niggas need a place in it
Why you tellin' me it's all love when you fakin' it
And niggas to my dawg, 33, ain't no replacing it
She gon' slide through, lil' baddie, have my way with it
And she gon' take it all, turn around, and then she facin' it
If I ain't in the stu, then that's a talent that I'm wastin' and
Glock gotta stay with me
Cocked and it's waitin' for the
Next op, the next drop, we get, and the
Next shot, a neck shot, he spit up
Chest shot, he best drop, don't get up
Or that next shot get sent, soul get sent up
Anger pent up, I just gotta let it out
Coppin' out in person, I'm just tryna see what that message bout
Like, why you talkin' on the net if you ain't steppin' out
Yellin' gang, gang, I just wanna see you rep it now
Like, watch me tear it down, f*ck it up
Bring the car around, cause we spinnin' now
Like, how you doin' on the chatting, you ain't in it now
A thousand times, a thousand shots, and now he in the ground
My brodie in the pound, free him
It's another op that I ain't catch, wait till I see him
He got all the bands, all the bitches, they wan' be him
But when I creep around, they gon' see these bullets eat him
Tell your lil' bitch, stay the f*ck from out my DM
I'm in the trap from the AM to the PM
Tryna run a bag up
Nigga must not know I keep them Glocks, he better back up
I feel like I'm Harriet, the way I put these tracks up
They don't wanna see me in my zone
I take your life if you run up in this home
I'm makin' money every time they call my phone
I'm feelin' grimy, you can hear it in my tone
Rico was a snake and Ace told, so I carry it like Mitch
On the mound, when I pitch it, strike a nigga in his shit
You come up swingin', you gon' end up in a ditch
Six deep, when I creep, I'm just tryna catch a vic
I'm on some shit, but I got a goal
Me folding, they'll never see it, don't wanna see me grow
Want my eyes closed, but I wanna see the gold
I'm hot as shit, I don't know why they wanna see me cold