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The Truth Video (MV)




Performed By: P.Will
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Peter Doughty




P.Will - The Truth Lyrics




Why can't you ride for me the way I ride for you?
I put my heart into this shit, provide the truth
See most y'all dream about the million dollar coupe
Just check them screws up in your head they must be loose
'Cuz I be like f*ck it, I give a f*ck about money
Hold up my sight got adjusted
No you cannot rush it
'Cuz yeah
You gotta let that shit marinate
'Til it stain, all up in your brain
Nah I ain't playin, it ain't 'bout the fame

Nah lil bitch it's 'bout that message
Man I'm thankful for so much and all my blessings
But this bullshit on my mind it got me stressin
Just 'cuz I'm proud of my achievements I ain't flexin
But shoutout everybody really doubted me
Yeah it's for you you you I hope you proud of me
Something light no calories, one time for the cavalry
I let y'all view my works of art man welcome to my gallery
So

Why can't you ride for me the way I ride for you?
I put my heart into this shit, provide the truth
See most y'all dream about the million dollar coupe
Just check them screws up in your head they must be loose
'Cuz I be like f*ck it, I give a f*ck about money
Hold up my sight got adjusted
No you cannot rush it
'Cuz yeah
You gotta let that shit marinate
'Til it stain, all up in your brain
Nah I ain't playin, it ain't 'bout the fame

Nah it ain't 'bout the fame and it ain't bout the money
I had to cut a couple off 'cuz they was acting funny
They had they hands up in my pot but they ain't get no honey
See you gone have to leave me dead if you try take it from me
Now everywhere I go I hope they know my name
While y'all switched up I held it down I really stayed the same
Snakes been lurking they been peeping through the window pane
The ones that's closest show no love man that's a damn shame

Why can't you ride for me the way I ride for you?
I put my heart into this shit, provide the truth
See most y'all dream about the million dollar coupe
Just check them screws up in your head they must be loose
'Cuz I be like f*ck it, I give a f*ck about money
Hold up my sight got adjusted
No you cannot rush it
'Cuz yeah
You gotta let that shit marinate
'Til it stain, all up in your brain
Nah I ain't playin, it ain't 'bout the fame
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English

Why can't you ride for me the way I ride for you?
I put my heart into this shit, provide the truth
See most y'all dream about the million dollar coupe
Just check them screws up in your head they must be loose
'Cuz I be like f*ck it, I give a f*ck about money
Hold up my sight got adjusted
No you cannot rush it
'Cuz yeah
You gotta let that shit marinate
'Til it stain, all up in your brain
Nah I ain't playin, it ain't 'bout the fame

Nah lil bitch it's 'bout that message
Man I'm thankful for so much and all my blessings
But this bullshit on my mind it got me stressin
Just 'cuz I'm proud of my achievements I ain't flexin
But shoutout everybody really doubted me
Yeah it's for you you you I hope you proud of me
Something light no calories, one time for the cavalry
I let y'all view my works of art man welcome to my gallery
So

Why can't you ride for me the way I ride for you?
I put my heart into this shit, provide the truth
See most y'all dream about the million dollar coupe
Just check them screws up in your head they must be loose
'Cuz I be like f*ck it, I give a f*ck about money
Hold up my sight got adjusted
No you cannot rush it
'Cuz yeah
You gotta let that shit marinate
'Til it stain, all up in your brain
Nah I ain't playin, it ain't 'bout the fame

Nah it ain't 'bout the fame and it ain't bout the money
I had to cut a couple off 'cuz they was acting funny
They had they hands up in my pot but they ain't get no honey
See you gone have to leave me dead if you try take it from me
Now everywhere I go I hope they know my name
While y'all switched up I held it down I really stayed the same
Snakes been lurking they been peeping through the window pane
The ones that's closest show no love man that's a damn shame

Why can't you ride for me the way I ride for you?
I put my heart into this shit, provide the truth
See most y'all dream about the million dollar coupe
Just check them screws up in your head they must be loose
'Cuz I be like f*ck it, I give a f*ck about money
Hold up my sight got adjusted
No you cannot rush it
'Cuz yeah
You gotta let that shit marinate
'Til it stain, all up in your brain
Nah I ain't playin, it ain't 'bout the fame
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Writer: Peter Doughty
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