Da Truth - Doe B

Maserati coupe, I’m the truth

Also with no roof, I’m the truth

These fake ass rappers know I’m the truth

In and out the booth, I’m the truth

Yeah, you can tell the way I’m shining, I’m the truth

Nigga, these real diamonds, I’m the truth

Everything on me designer, I’m the truth

These other niggas lying, I’m the truth

I’m truth like

Not a bootlegger, but I got to keep a burner

You play, I’m shooting at you like a motherfucking backboard

Y’all niggas asked for it, doing the whole dash, boy

Screaming, «Fuck the task force»

Fuck the DEA, fuck the MPD

I’m Derrick Rose in the rose bowl, I’m MVP

Got more bottles than a new born, choppers we got two on

Y’all niggas lukewarm, I’m fire hot

My knees are sky high, too low on my side

Squares like an iPod, connect it like WiFi

So lil' nigga, why try?

You can’t stop my shine

The motherfucking truth

I’m the truth like Paul Pierce

My bitch all real, you niggas not at all real

The truth don’t tell lies, you niggas is lies

eighty-five just to kill time

Real ice in my watches, real ice in my necklace

I put so many chains on bitches thought I was

And I got real road runners, and I am the mailman

All my pass touchdowns, I have no interceptions

You smell it we sell it, kush come from Cali'

And Sacramento, I know where them bales at

Niggas jealous, yeah cause we

now get your whole career wiped out