Lil' Rob - Truth Or Consequences Lyrics
(feat. Clicka One)[Verse 1: Brown]When it comes to my hustle, you're on the manGotta keep all my money in rubberbandGod, our sinsPlan to make hella doughI could ***** with some weed, I could shovel snowI just gotta lay low when I'm doin' thangsGot the cards in the grip, and my momma's beenTrue to thisI don't ever get caught up inFoolishness, snitches can talk with the rugersIt's JudasesReprosession, I do this shitFollow rules, I don't ever do stupid shitI don't talk on a tone, they ain't catchin' meDon't be askin' me, prices, I guaranteeYou get hung up or probably get run up onHave the game figured out til the other mournThere goes S.W.A.T.s when they kicked in my shitCause now I'm in county and facin' the consequence[Chorus: Nasty]We hope for the best and prepare for the worstFor sometimes, it don't go as plannedAware with the rules when it blows in your faceAnd you facin' the consequence[Chorus][Verse 2: Romero]Roll the purple buds, blaze the bubble hashWatch me rip you or paint out my troubled pastI don't care what they say, we ain't free at lastAll my life, I've been treated as second classI ain't lookin' for sympathy, kiss my assI'm a hustler, homie, I get that cashPass my salaryDuck [? ]Physically turnin' my dreams to realityThis goes on in the hustler's mentalityI see hate, I see greed, I see jealouslySeen the worse situations turn positiveBroken dreams, broken hearts, broken promisesIf successful, the demons come test youCatch you slippin', they come to oppress youIf you guilty, then prove 'em you innocentGuess I'm guilty for being a Mexican[Chorus x2][Verse 3: Lil' Rob]I'm runnin' and duckin' through alleys and hoppin' fences (Aw shit)Gettin' consequences for livin' my life too recklessA lost directionAnd I went in the wrong directionGotta find a better way than let out my aggressions (***** that)I *****ed upBut I never learn my lessons (Never learn my lessons)No matter what, they don't get a confession if they question (***** no)And I be lyin' if I said I wasn't stressin'I'm not restin', it's been *****in' up my complexion (Yeah)And I don't look the same in my reflectionHaven't got no sleep in about a week, and I'm beat (Shit, I'm beat)And I can barely rise to my feetI'm tired, of having to hide out on the street (On the street)Cause honestlyI ain't got nowhere to run toI done did it nowAnd I don't know what I'm goin' to do (What the ***** am I gonna do now?)I'm in a *****ed up positionWhen they said, "Don't do it, Rob" (Word)Rob didn't listen[Lil' Rob:]That's right, Ese Lil' RobYeahBrown and Romero from Clika OneThat's rightGo for the bestPrepare for the worstCause sometimesShit just don't go as plannedUnderstandYeah
