Truth Be Told lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Intro]
Know we just run through this sh*t
Street Money in this mother f*cker
Bankroll
CEO
Boss sh*t
We all getting money
Street Money
Street Money Worldwide
Go

[Verse 1]
I cannot help that I'm draped in designer
I cannot help that I'm rockin' these diamonds
I cannot help that my b*tch done got finer
Cannot help no n*gga who don't want no money
I cannot help that I'm realer than n*ggas
I cannot help that I'm triller than n*ggas
I'm from the 3, yeah the trilogy n*gga
Bussin' bridges down and rebuildin' them n*gga
I cannot help that I'm fresh in Hilfiger
I cannot help no old selfish-ass n*gga
n*gga we ballin', you self-assin' n*gga
n*gga you stoppin', we jet lashin' n*gga
I cannot help that you n*ggas need help
You got all these shooters but won't shoot yourself
I beat your ass you pus*y, you know it
I cannot help my designer Vuitton
I hit the club, waitress line up the ones
I cannot help they ain't checkin' for n*ggas
I give respect when respect given n*gga
A check on your head, we could check any n*gga
Check out the watch, check out the knots
Check out these motherf*ckin' n*ggas ain't got
From the condo, I could look at the spot
From the spot, spot the condo on top
Ballin' hard, Rondo with the block
Gun show drum roll on the chart
Gold bezzle, VVS on the top
I cannot help I'm flexin' these knots
I cannot help your b*tch is a thot
That b*tch like every picture I got
Real trapper n*gga, know what I'm about
Don't believe me, be the one to find out
[Chorus]
I cannot help I ain't the rest of these n*ggas
I cannot help they ain't fresher as me, n*gga
I cannot help I'm out dressin' these n*ggas
Get out of line and we checkin' these n*ggas
Don't you hate, I got the recipe, n*gga
I can tell they hatin', especially these n*ggas
I cannot help I get em in and they gone
I cannot help I count my racks when they born
I cannot help I ain't the rest of these n*ggas
I cannot help they ain't fresher as me, n*gga
I cannot help I'm out dressin' these n*ggas
Get out of line and we checkin' these n*ggas
Don't you hate, I got the recipe, n*gga
I can tell they hatin', especially these n*ggas
I cannot help I get em in and they gone
I cannot help I count my racks when they born

[Verse 2]
I can't help, I'm a fool with it, count the money do a move with it
In the kitchen, naked two b*tches, in the kitchen blowin', cool whip it
Money count and [?], f*ck around do the money dance
DOA, throwin' the money around, Magic City, blew 20 thou
They gone make me pull the doolie out, flat screen watch a movie now
Pinky ring on ouu ouch, comin' through smellin' too loud
f*ck a hoe, dance with 2 pounds, f*ck around order 2 thou
Hoe dancin' like 2 hours, broke b*tch actin' too childish
Said they gettin' money, I ain't seen 'em
Said they spendin' money, I ain't seen 'em
Bank got your hoe lookin' n*gga and I don't even want the pus*y n*gga
Lean got me leanin' crooked n*gga, I got my eyes on you pus*y n*ggas
See me I got them bank rolls, thumbin' through it when the bank close
[Chorus]
I cannot help I ain't the rest of these n*ggas
I cannot help they ain't fresher as me, n*gga
I cannot help I'm out dressin' these n*ggas
Get out of line and we checkin' these n*ggas
Don't you hate, I got the recipe, n*gga
I can tell they hatin', especially these n*ggas
I cannot help I get em in and they gone
I cannot help I count my racks when they born
I cannot help I ain't the rest of these n*ggas
I cannot help they ain't fresher as me, n*gga
I cannot help I'm out dressin' these n*ggas
Get out of line and we checkin' these n*ggas
Don't you hate, I got the recipe, n*gga
I can tell they hatin', especially these n*ggas
I cannot help I get em in and they gone
I cannot help I count my racks when they born
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