How It Go Trae tha Truth

[Chorus]
Damn shit changed, everything strange
Can't complain, how shit go
Ain't no game, played my lane
I take aim, bet they know
Grind every day, out the way
Niggas gay, they act like hoes
Fuck what they say, not gon' play
Not today, this I know

[Verse 1]
Truth Harden, bitch, I'm back for the win
Shot me once, I won't be lackin' again
Chopper loaded in the back of a Benz
Four car garage, it go to packin' them in
Fly as hell I probably pilot the plane
Roll alone 'cause I know niggas be lame
Doin' me when I be off in my lane
Off white, it kinda look like cocaine
Ain't no friends, I'm only here to get the money
Play with mine, you gon' be lookin' like a fool
Ain't no charge, I'll probably do it on the cool
Trae the mechanic I go to playing with a tool
I'ma talk that [?]
Niggas think I won't [?]
If I ain't in the mood [?]
Thinkin' he on top, I get him brought down