Tha Truth Show lyrics

[Trae:]
You must be out of ya mind, I'm from the south and this the realist
check the resume, and that'll show the world why we the trillest
in that black on black Excursion with the hood facin up
and 24 inches on my shoes the only way I'm lacin up
ABN is what I'm claimin, with a slab that's rearrangin
movin slow cause I be screwed up on the block, then I be bangin

Check it, check it, check it...

[Chorus: B.I.G. sample]
I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, to the game and fuckin blew up
I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, to the game and fuckin blew up
I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, to the game and fuckin blew up
I grew up a fuckin screw up

(feat. Black Buddafly)

[talking:]
Trae the Truth, Lil' Boss, Black Buddafly yeah
We fin to do this one here for the ghetto, get at me

[Trae:]
No matter what a nigga say, I'm gon be stuck in the game
Just like them 26 inch rims, stuck on the frame
I'm in the hood full time, I still kick it the same
And still got a nigga baby mama, giving me brain

[Intro:]
I couldn't help, but notice your pain
(my pain), it runs deep share it with me

[Trae:]
Ain't nothing changed, I still sit watching the time go by
I'm on a level of my own, cause motherfuckers too fly
They keep on calling me to stop, but I keep rolling on by
I ain't feeling them niggaz vibes, and I'll be damned if I try

(feat. Boss)

[talking:]
Mr. Rogers huh, fuck em up this time around homie
Hard on these motherfucking tracks, let's get on em huh

[Hook: x4]
Sitting on white bricks, wrapped in duct tape
Thirty minutes flat, I could bake a whole cake

[Trae:]
Still sitting on the white bricks, while they wrapped up in duct tape
In the do' panel of the rental car, finna slide the Interstate

(feat. Styles P)

[Talking: Trae]
You Know I Never Did Understand
Why They Always Told Me To Smile
Shit It Ain't Too Much Shit Out Here To Smile Fo'
Real Talk - You Know It's Still Assholes By Nature, Peep Game

[Verse 1: Trae]
I Remember Comin Up Labeled The Lil'nigga
Watchin Niggas Fuck Over They Own, But See I Kept It Realer
But Bein Real Ain't Always What Niggas Make It To Be

(feat. Pokey, Pimp C, Slim Thug, Jim Jones)

[Fat Pat:]
Love it mayne - love it mayne
Love it mayne - love it mayne
Love it mayne - love it mayne
Love it mayne - love it mayne

[Talking: Trae]
Yeah this the remix

[Chorus: Fat Pat]
Swang and I swang, and I swang to the left
pop - pop my trunk, and yup, yup, yup
Swang, Swang and I swang, and I swang to the left

(feat. Lil'Boss, Jay'Ton, Yung Joc)

[Chorus:]
A couple grand, price tag on your head - leave you layin where you stand
A couple grand, price tag on your head - on your head, on your head
A couple grand, price tag on your head - price tag on your head
A couple grand, price tag on your head - leave you layin where you stand

[Verse 1: Yung Joc]