[Trae / Wycelf Jean:]
(Tell them the truth, the truth)*
I had too
You know as I sit here
Just me and this guitar playing
(Tell them the truth, the truth)
I feel the need to spazz out for a minute
[Verse 1:]
I'm on this pen and pad prize so I'm far away
Going to a change but unable to take my scars away
I speak the truth please expected I'm bout to go in
Father forgive me for the storm as I bout to begin
I look at those I thought was friends only shaking my head
Disappointed they ain't stayed real without them being scared
But then I find myself knowing I can't put faith inside of nothing but the homie above
(Nothing but the homie above)
But what's crazy I ain't never ask him for nothing but supporting so they hold me some love
(Supporting so they hold me some love)
People askin whether support for other Houston rappers
I tell em nowhere and truthfully it ain't a factor
It's too the point when I'm around they act like they don't see me
But I'm the streets and everything that cross it gotta see me
Instead of standing for the truth they worried bout getting they records played
Knowing nothing guarantee or make record stays
Was kinda funny niggas know I'm getting fucked over
But they act like they don't see nothing so quit to roll the fuck over
97.9 feel I should be banned for life
But I'm a fighter for my city I'm a stand for life
This is my land for life this Houston till the death of Trae
I still remain a fighter place for those who left away
They say the music that I'm make is getting people killed
How the fuck is that my music showing what was real
(Tell them the truth, the truth)*
I had too
You know as I sit here
Just me and this guitar playing
(Tell them the truth, the truth)
I feel the need to spazz out for a minute
[Verse 1:]
I'm on this pen and pad prize so I'm far away
Going to a change but unable to take my scars away
I speak the truth please expected I'm bout to go in
Father forgive me for the storm as I bout to begin
I look at those I thought was friends only shaking my head
Disappointed they ain't stayed real without them being scared
But then I find myself knowing I can't put faith inside of nothing but the homie above
(Nothing but the homie above)
But what's crazy I ain't never ask him for nothing but supporting so they hold me some love
(Supporting so they hold me some love)
People askin whether support for other Houston rappers
I tell em nowhere and truthfully it ain't a factor
It's too the point when I'm around they act like they don't see me
But I'm the streets and everything that cross it gotta see me
Instead of standing for the truth they worried bout getting they records played
Knowing nothing guarantee or make record stays
Was kinda funny niggas know I'm getting fucked over
But they act like they don't see nothing so quit to roll the fuck over
97.9 feel I should be banned for life
But I'm a fighter for my city I'm a stand for life
This is my land for life this Houston till the death of Trae
I still remain a fighter place for those who left away
They say the music that I'm make is getting people killed
How the fuck is that my music showing what was real
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