Truth Hurts

I told you this before

(I told you this before)

Mo'fucker I told you this before

(I told you this before, yeah)

I see, that top spot in my scope

Whoever up there getting smoke, pot

Now I ain't joking (I'm not)

You see me smiling? Hell no

I don't pay my dues hoes

And yeah, I'm coming for that gold

That's what's up (what's up)

So, say goodbye to the night sky

Fuck being cool, I'd rather be rude

'Cause everybody isn't down with you

Even when you crack it (what if)

Yeah, they all want to hang around

Tryin' to girls off in your work

Tryin' to get fame off in your name

And when you confront em' (what)

They are like nah man we homies

What's your tab like?

Can I grab like five shots and five Peroni?

Here's your shot and one Peroni

All to the face for being phony

Fuck you and all of your Kony's

And this is what my pop told me, he said

"Can't be cool with everybody

All I can't be is true (is true)

If that truth hurts, don't hang around me (don't hang around me)

'Cause I don't regret what I say or do"

Mo'fucker, I told you this before

I told you this before, yeah

Mo'fucker, I told you this before

I told you this before, yeah

I'm out here without fear

Riding around with nobody but myself, why?

Nobody but myself will get me paid

Fuck out my kitchen if y'all ain't helping me, bae

They see me on the hustle now

When they want a piece of that cheesecake, uh-uh

These fucking acquaintances trying to best bro me

Not knowing I noticed the mirror would smoke up

Inside of it when you were approaching me

So, please don't approach me on some homie, you dope

'Cause if I was really that crack in your eyes

You would definitely OD, that's right

So stay the fuck from around me, no daps, twat, don't pound it