Handle the Truth lyrics

[Intro]
Young Jefe holmes
Oh, GG for life
When I say that I mean that sh*t, you know
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'm just a young n*gga on his grind
I was on the block too, was selling dimes
Now I can't give up, 30 this my time
She say love me, don't believe her, think she lyin'
They don't know what to do, there's n*ggas dyin'
I'ma bring my whole crew so we can shine
Hangin' out the roof, I lost my mind
He think she can't handle the truth so he keep lyin'

[Verse 1]
I don't owe you no favors, you a leech
If you a hater then you can't come in my reach
Oh you remember Lil Keesy from the streets
Remember Lil Keesy used to beat his feet
I always had swag but now I got a bag
She always been a cutie, now she got an ass
She asked me is this sh*t forever, told her make it last
Girl you know a real n*gga won't bring up your past
Can someone please tell me why these b*tches feel so deeply?
If ain't no one support me, had my grandma and Aunt DeeDee
Yeah I had my mother, had my brother, and I had GG
These n*ggas wanna be me so these n*ggas cannot see me, woah
[Chorus]
I'm just a young n*gga on his grind
I was on the block too, was selling dimes
Now I can't give up, 30 this my time
She say love me, don't believe her, think she lyin'
They don't know what to do, there's n*ggas dyin'
I'ma bring my whole crew so we can shine
Hangin' out the roof, I lost my mind
He think she can't handle the truth so he keep lyin'

[Verse 2]
Walkin' through TSA, we smellin' like them pounds
But that's okay 'cause b*tch we just checked in them rounds
Same b*tch that smile in your face give you a frown
I heard she got one on the way, it's by a clown
She seen my neck and that lil pus*y got wet
Let's make a bet that that b*tch give me some neck
Any disrespect, you know that sh*t gotta get checked
That's f*cked up how lil homie had to go out for the set
You dealin' with a savage, baby what you wanna do?
And this sh*t made me heartless, might not make no space for you
I'd be a whole lot richer if I ain't spend so much on jewels
And you'd have time for a real n*gga if you didn't spend so much on fools

[Chorus]
I'm just a young n*gga on his grind
I was on the block too, was selling dimes
Now I can't give up, 30 this my time
She say love me, don't believe her, think she lyin'
They don't know what to do, there's n*ggas dyin'
I'ma bring my whole crew so we can shine
Hangin' out the roof, I lost my mind
He think she can't handle the truth so he keep lyin'
[Outro]
Yeah, Young Jefe holmes
Oh-oh-oh, bang