Gucci Mane - Truth Lyrics
[Verse 1:]80 chains going and ain't took one yetAin't nothing retarded 'bout Gucci but this gold RolexA ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neckI hope you didn't pay them cause they didn't have no successYou seen my interview nigga and you got upsetI seen your interview too, you looked oh so stressedI think the nigga just mad cause I *****ed his exAnd I'm a big dog, he got the lil' boy complexGo dig your partner up nigga, bet he can't say shitAnd if you looking for the kid I'll be in Zone 6I hit a birthday party fresh, you and ya homeboy TipI know y'all seen me over there with that black fo' fifthI bought a Bentley Mulsanne, it look just like Tip'sBut I never went platinum, do you catch my driftI never let a nigga do me like Tip did FlipThis the same shit that got Big and 2Pac killed[Interlude:]For the record, this is not a diss recordJust the truthIt's Gucci the living legendOh, yea I'm a legendLiving legend niggaRespect that[Verse 2:]I ain't playing with ya, I ain't trying to dance with yaI ain't using hands, let them rubberbands get yaIt take money to go to war and we can go to war niggaI ain't no real rapper, I'm a *****ing grave diggerI'm a old school fool, don't make me show my age niggaGrab a Louisville and turn it to a batting cage niggaI did a song with Keyshia Cole and I know you still miss herBut Puff was *****ing her while you was falling in love with herCall you to do a song, wouldn't even smoke no bud with yaI was screaming so icy and was a neighborhood niggaThis AR is my back up cause I don't need nan niggaMust didn't hear when Flocka said "Let them guns blam nigga! "Used to drive to Birmingham with a lot of grams niggaI'm just who I am nigga but I ain't sparing nan niggaI know it's hard for you to sleep knowing you killed your homeboyYou left his son to be a bastard, won't even raise ya own boy[Outro]
