Lyrics of Truth

(verse 1)
80 chains going and ain't took one yet
Ain't nothing retarded 'bout gucci but this gold rolex
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck
I hope you didn't pay them cause they didn't have no success
You seen my interview nigga and you got upset
I seen your interview too, you looked oh so stressed
I think the nigga just mad cause i fucked his ex
And i'm a big dog, he got the lil' boy complex
Go dig your partner up nigga, bet he can't say shit
And if you looking for the kid i'll be in zone 6
I hit a birthday party fresh, you and ya homeboy tip
I know y'all seen me over there with that black fo' fifth
I bought a bentley mulsanne, it look just like tips
But i never went platinum, do you catch my drift
I never let a nigga do me like tip did flip
This the same shit that got big and 2pac killed

(interlude)
For the record, this is not a diss record
Just the truth
It's gucci the living legend
Oh, yea i'm a legend
Living legend nigga
Respect that

(verse 2)
I ain't playing wit ya, i ain't trying to dance wit ya
I ain't using hands, let them rubberbands get ya
It take money to go to war and we can go to war nigga
I ain't no real rapper, i'm a fucking grave digger
I'm a old school fool, don't make me show my age nigga
Grab a louisville and turn it to a batting cage nigga
I did a song with keyshia cole and i know you still miss her
But puff was fucking her while you was falling in love wit her
Call you to do a song, wouldn't even smoke no bud wit ya
I was screaming so icy and was a neighborhood nigga
This ar is my back up cause i don't need nan nigga
Must didn't hear when flocka said "let them guns blam nigga!"
Used to drive to birmingham with a lot of grams nigga
I'm just who i am nigga but i ain't sparing nan nigga
I know it's hard for you to sleep knowing you killed your homeboy
You left his son to be a bastard, won't even raise ya own boy

(outro)