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Truth Is Video (MV)




Performed By: Mustard
Featuring: Roddy Ricch
From Album: Faith Of A Mustard Seed
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Dijon Isaiah McFarlane




Mustard - Truth Is Lyrics
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[ Featuring Roddy Ricch ]

(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Yeah

Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze

We just bust back, f*ck a chit-chat
I got dollars, I never gotta go tit for tat
I be inside her throat like a Tic Tac
And she never ever give me lip
Sippin' on this potion, I'm flyer than fly
She say I'm the GOAT and she got a look in her eyes
Got a lot of vibes, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I was taught to slide with a pole

Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze

We was at the trap house, had cash in the couch
New black Maybach when I'm backin' it out
We went out to eat, I spent some racks at TAO
I'm a real nigga, gotta keep it ten thousand
She gave me top-top, so I took her overseas
Took her to the dock, gotta cruise it on the beach
I got big knots, my Amiris go deep
And I can't lie, she got a hold on me, ayy

Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze

Ayy, hello
Hello
Ayy, what's happenin'?
Hey
Ayy, what you doin'?
Nothin' much, what you got goin' on?
Shit, bored, nigga, missin' you
Stop it, you is not thinkin' about me
You won't even let me phone my girl, bro
You play too much
I be thinkin' 'bout you, when I pull up on you, I'ma play that Fantasia
Whatever, when I be you
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(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Yeah

Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze

We just bust back, f*ck a chit-chat
I got dollars, I never gotta go tit for tat
I be inside her throat like a Tic Tac
And she never ever give me lip
Sippin' on this potion, I'm flyer than fly
She say I'm the GOAT and she got a look in her eyes
Got a lot of vibes, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I was taught to slide with a pole

Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze

We was at the trap house, had cash in the couch
New black Maybach when I'm backin' it out
We went out to eat, I spent some racks at TAO
I'm a real nigga, gotta keep it ten thousand
She gave me top-top, so I took her overseas
Took her to the dock, gotta cruise it on the beach
I got big knots, my Amiris go deep
And I can't lie, she got a hold on me, ayy

Ride through the night with my high beams on
Truth is, shawty got me goin' crazy
Truth is, I can't lie, you my favorite
Truth is, I'm too high, I'm too faded
Truth is, I put on for my foes
I done seen a million knock down my door
I can't talk 'bout shit I don't know
Cartier, feel like time froze

Ayy, hello
Hello
Ayy, what's happenin'?
Hey
Ayy, what you doin'?
Nothin' much, what you got goin' on?
Shit, bored, nigga, missin' you
Stop it, you is not thinkin' about me
You won't even let me phone my girl, bro
You play too much
I be thinkin' 'bout you, when I pull up on you, I'ma play that Fantasia
Whatever, when I be you
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Writer: Dijon Isaiah McFarlane
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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