Im The Truth

Lil wayne

I'm the truth, why would I lie

I walk around this bitch like a pilot I'm fly (I'm fly)

Hello and bye bye

I leave yall ass in the past like tie-dye

Haha 3 blunts and a mai tai

And I'm so well connected like wi-fi

Haha, me real dread them, they sci-fi

And I murdered bill nye the science guy

I do what I do and I do it well

I'm an og bitch cant you spell

Fuck wrong with yall

I aint marvin gaye but I can get it on which yall

Brisco

Yeah, uh, bouncing

Cant you hear this fucking beat pounding

I made so much money I aint counting

Drinking from a fountain

Yeah made a nigga rich

Drug money, cash money

Better know we in this bitch

Nothing else to do but get high and splurge phantoms

Swift with the girls, momma say I'm so man-ish

And I be all about that beef talk

Tell ya ass to get the issue when the heat sparks

Oops, my fault

Imma chill and pop me a pill

Yeah I see a lot of pussy with the mass in gears

Give you nigga flat lines like billy creel

With no turkey, how I'm posed to tell my pilgrim chill

Lil wayne

Yea microphone c. H. Echa, no liquor

Just pain killas and pro metha, young echas

Jump a n-ggas ass like checkers you cant check us

Or we all in ya face like freckles, trunk speckle

Big shark talk I swim when and wherever

I walk with a fork in my pocket, salt and peppa

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

And if you don't believe me then leave me be

Haha I am not human I am just an illusion

Organized confusion amusing

Haha, I am not losing I am one of the choosen

School of the hard knocks, I am just a student

Brisco

Yeah I come bad like michael, no homo

Niggas screw face so I tend to ride solo

Flying in a spur, we fold those

Windows let down, the barrel be the nose

The stomach be a hundred round drum

Weezy weezy, I'm home till the cows come

The brown paper bag, and notify accountants

Scratching fleas off my balls, I'm sick

Since a nigga got on, they jumped on my dick

Yeah, promoting that shit, certified hood

And if I ever go broke, I'll be all good

Promise I've been doing this since a toddler

My daddy was a hustla, my brother was a robber

Shanell

Click clack walk out a barrel of a llama

In my jimmy choos you a fool I am dharma

Jeffrey, yes me, I don't know karma

Only plead the fifth bitch fuck your honor

Gimme my portion, gimme my portion

Weezy got his so gimme my portion

Run up in a nigga session this is an extortion

Rip you off the track like abortion

Pistol bang, grasshopper gang

Niggas like bitches right track wrong train

Like cain I cope, like daddy I'm dope

Treat yourself and hope you don't choke