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ØmertàJ - Truth (feat. Joven Fuego) Lyrics

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ØmertàJ - Truth (feat. Joven Fuego) Lyrics




I been in the booth damn near all day
Can I tell the truth, okay, I been getting paid, like
Can I tell the truth, okay,
Can I tell the truth, okay

I been in the booth damn near all day
Can I tell the truth, okay, I been getting paid, like
Can I tell the truth, okay, you niggas been lame, like
Can I tell the truth, my goal ain't never been the chain, okay like
Can I tell the truth today my feelings just got hurt,
Okay but still telling the truth today
Right now I don't give no f*ck, okay,
I'm still up on that true shit in the booth I'm too turnt up,
And I'm still gon' be the truth after them f*cking commas come, I'm okay,
I'm still gon' be the truth on God, that's on my momma's son,
I'm so damn real, I had a dream and woke up living another one
Okay, I'm thinking bout the truth but all that's coming to mind is me

The T for tearing that shit up
The R for how you niggas speak,
It's awful how U niggas speak
The other T is where your niggas be
H onna block now it's hot like I heat
Niggas got beef and they think it's with me
Eye red and blue, white light what he see
Nigga got shot for thinking it's sweet,
Get em left inna hole put his ass 6 feet
Or leave him in the street with the holes Swiss cheese

Do you gotta burner, I gotta burner, commit a murder, yeah,
I just be rockin' that shit that you little ass niggas ain't heard of, yet
Bitch, I get fly like a jet, that nigga gon' need more than meds,
He finna die on the hospital bed,
If it aint me then ya knowing the rest

I been in the booth damn near all, all day, ayy,
Can I tell the truth, okay, niggas been lame, okay like
Can I tell the truth, okay
Okay like can I tell the truth

Omerta need a hit, he just call, fue
I'm like, bron, James
Shooting in broad day
I'm like, bron, nah,
Shooting like Lante
These niggas thought I was finna say Lonzo
Ball on a nigga, I quando no rondo
Need an assist and I double like Rondo
These niggas go, but don't go how the guys go
I be killin' the beat, and I keep it alive hoe
Giving some big ol' shit like Costco
And y'all peeping how Merta come in with the side note
I beat her to the beat and I make her a side note,
I had to leave her ass out on the side road
I turn a bad bitch into a side hoe
I turn a bad bitch into my hoe, when I f*ck her she throwin' the towel
F*ckin' that bitch in the back of the Tahoe
Can't take a picture, my dick in her smile
I'm in the booth, and I'm smokin' on loud
24 in and I'm up in the clouds

I been in the booth damn near all day
Can I tell the truth, okay, I been getting paid, like
Can I tell the truth, okay, you niggas been lame, like
Can I tell the truth, my goal ain't never been the chain, okay, like
Can I tell the truth today my feelings just got hurt, okay but
Still telling the truth today
Right now I don't give no f*ck, okay like
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I been in the booth damn near all day
Can I tell the truth, okay, I been getting paid, like
Can I tell the truth, okay,
Can I tell the truth, okay

I been in the booth damn near all day
Can I tell the truth, okay, I been getting paid, like
Can I tell the truth, okay, you niggas been lame, like
Can I tell the truth, my goal ain't never been the chain, okay like
Can I tell the truth today my feelings just got hurt,
Okay but still telling the truth today
Right now I don't give no f*ck, okay,
I'm still up on that true shit in the booth I'm too turnt up,
And I'm still gon' be the truth after them f*cking commas come, I'm okay,
I'm still gon' be the truth on God, that's on my momma's son,
I'm so damn real, I had a dream and woke up living another one
Okay, I'm thinking bout the truth but all that's coming to mind is me

The T for tearing that shit up
The R for how you niggas speak,
It's awful how U niggas speak
The other T is where your niggas be
H onna block now it's hot like I heat
Niggas got beef and they think it's with me
Eye red and blue, white light what he see
Nigga got shot for thinking it's sweet,
Get em left inna hole put his ass 6 feet
Or leave him in the street with the holes Swiss cheese

Do you gotta burner, I gotta burner, commit a murder, yeah,
I just be rockin' that shit that you little ass niggas ain't heard of, yet
Bitch, I get fly like a jet, that nigga gon' need more than meds,
He finna die on the hospital bed,
If it aint me then ya knowing the rest

I been in the booth damn near all, all day, ayy,
Can I tell the truth, okay, niggas been lame, okay like
Can I tell the truth, okay
Okay like can I tell the truth

Omerta need a hit, he just call, fue
I'm like, bron, James
Shooting in broad day
I'm like, bron, nah,
Shooting like Lante
These niggas thought I was finna say Lonzo
Ball on a nigga, I quando no rondo
Need an assist and I double like Rondo
These niggas go, but don't go how the guys go
I be killin' the beat, and I keep it alive hoe
Giving some big ol' shit like Costco
And y'all peeping how Merta come in with the side note
I beat her to the beat and I make her a side note,
I had to leave her ass out on the side road
I turn a bad bitch into a side hoe
I turn a bad bitch into my hoe, when I f*ck her she throwin' the towel
F*ckin' that bitch in the back of the Tahoe
Can't take a picture, my dick in her smile
I'm in the booth, and I'm smokin' on loud
24 in and I'm up in the clouds

I been in the booth damn near all day
Can I tell the truth, okay, I been getting paid, like
Can I tell the truth, okay, you niggas been lame, like
Can I tell the truth, my goal ain't never been the chain, okay, like
Can I tell the truth today my feelings just got hurt, okay but
Still telling the truth today
Right now I don't give no f*ck, okay like
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ØmertàJ Truth (feat. Joven Fuego) Video


Performed By: ØmertàJ
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: omerta j

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