Got the truth, whole truth
Reason we've been talking less
cause they gon' know us by our fruit
Man I swear they blowing smoke
saying stuff they never do
still gon' bring a man like Noah
they told Brandon sit it down
Being an artist ain't your thing
You dropped this album anyway,
that thing just hit a million streams
Your approval made no difference,
your co -sign ain't bring no grants
It's so divided and see ain't change,
I'm starting to think that this a thing
To keep it 200, I never subscribe to your
I mean, they talkin' records,
we only been talkin' in prophecies
I mean, thought you was real,
but tell me what happened to honesty
I mean, shame on you, deja vu,
Made my truth, ain't for love,
Look confused, talk about you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same old you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same old you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same old you
Ain't lookin' for no handout, dawg,
and we ain't never askin'
Mike told me stay focused,
Man, with all due respect,
we don't care nothin' about your name
It ain't no groupies round here, round here
we've been building from the ground
Now I never let them take it
Ain't nobody wanna sign us
Looking back, I'm actually grateful
Gots that got your own lane
Now RPSMG the label, I mean
Just had to get this off my chest
That's why I'm watching while I step
You can call us bitter, man
But he gon' call us blessed
We still putting out the bands
Just shame on you, deja vu
Changed my life, made my truth
Ain't for love, worry bout you
Look confused, talk bout you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same old you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same old you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same old you