Benwitdabeatz, YungGonthaTrack - The Truth Lyrics

Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
They keep watching
They keep mocking
They so gaudy
And they keep Gawking
But I keep Rocking
Popping up quick
I keep talking
Spitting my shit
Realest there is
And Possibly ever be
I might miss
But not the melody
Heaven be telling me
Go out and kill a beat
Nonstop Grind
Just like I'm Killer Bee
Heavenly sent
Or Heavenly Father
Prada, caught up
Need me a ride or die
More like Aquemini
Analyze, hypnotize
How she move them thighs
How she use them eyes
It's been finalized
The rest of my life
Ain't going sit around
Wasting my time
Messing around
But not in my prime
Sharing the shine
Spreading the vibes
Spending my dollars
Ain't popping my collars
Who knows me though
Watch how we roll
See how we blow
See how we grow
She know we glow
Mary keep me on
But I might just be a zero
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
We leave ya staying back
We never coming back
Rolling down on endless track
On a long road from home
No help, we get it on our own
Need my cheese that provolone
Like Uzi need my money long I'm
Only twenty but I'm Grown
I, don't need you on my phone
I, Never like to be a lone
I, take a bottle to the dome (Aye)
Ain't got no time for no hoes (Aye)
On my shit I'm on my go (Aye)
We in the back, this goin' crazy (Ooh)
They hop on my board cause I'm so wavy (Ooh)
I'm blowing smoke in the air (Yeah)
Always watch out for the Feds (Yeah)
K-9 on yah leg (Yeah)
Bitch I'm so gone off the meds (Yeah)
Sorry you seeing me zone out
Living my life on my own route
Told me you love me you gone now
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back

Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
They keep watching
They keep mocking
They so gaudy
And they keep Gawking
But I keep Rocking
Popping up quick
I keep talking
Spitting my shit
Realest there is
And Possibly ever be
I might miss
But not the melody
Heaven be telling me
Go out and kill a beat
Nonstop Grind
Just like I'm Killer Bee
Heavenly sent
Or Heavenly Father
Prada, caught up
Need me a ride or die
More like Aquemini
Analyze, hypnotize
How she move them thighs
How she use them eyes
It's been finalized
The rest of my life
Ain't going sit around
Wasting my time
Messing around
But not in my prime
Sharing the shine
Spreading the vibes
Spending my dollars
Ain't popping my collars
Who knows me though
Watch how we roll
See how we blow
See how we grow
She know we glow
Mary keep me on
But I might just be a zero
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
We leave ya staying back
We never coming back
Rolling down on endless track
On a long road from home
No help, we get it on our own
Need my cheese that provolone
Like Uzi need my money long I'm
Only twenty but I'm Grown
I, don't need you on my phone
I, Never like to be a lone
I, take a bottle to the dome (Aye)
Ain't got no time for no hoes (Aye)
On my shit I'm on my go (Aye)
We in the back, this goin' crazy (Ooh)
They hop on my board cause I'm so wavy (Ooh)
I'm blowing smoke in the air (Yeah)
Always watch out for the Feds (Yeah)
K-9 on yah leg (Yeah)
Bitch I'm so gone off the meds (Yeah)
Sorry you seeing me zone out
Living my life on my own route
Told me you love me you gone now
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back
Running through fire we paving the truth
Hit up the trends we got nothing to do
Ride with my friends a hundred for proof
Keeping it tight we got nothing to lose
No strings attached we goin' bring it back
Grab the microphone and try to spits some raps
You ain't doing that question who the mac
It's a fact that they always staying back