THE TRUTH Tobe Nwigwe (Ft. Trae tha Truth)

[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe]
Look, I'm ten toes down when you see me in my city
I'm the truth, I got juice, I keep tools when its friction
My flow ignant, my flow nasty, every beat I touch a casket
My flow shaba, I'm boombastic, ain't too many cut from this fabric
Look

[Verse 1: Tobe Nwigwe]
Ooh, I have been hand-selected by Yah
I merely complied in hopes to be a scribe he can cherish
Ooh, my hood see me as a guide and they know I keep that fire
For all those who carest not that we perish
Ooh, I know that my bars are esoteric
Ooh, low-key, I just had my second heiress
My flow the rarest, it deserve some merit
I am inherently barbaric, when it comes to spittin', I ain't generic
Ooh, look, yeah, big pole on me
No red light, but it stop traffic
Ooh, yeah, don't cheat
But I keep the Cardi B close, that's a loud ratchet
Ooh, yeah, gotta keep the heat
While I move my feet down the road to Damascus
Ooh, yeah, honor every word I speak
Treat the beat like the Pope do the Sabbath

[Chorus: Trae the Truth]
Look, I'm ten toes down when you see me in my city
I'm the truth, I got juice, I keep tools when its friction
My flow ignant, my flow nasty, every beat I touch a casket
My flow shaba, I'm boombastic, ain't too many cut from this fabric