YOUIT (Truth Be Told)

Lyrics for YOUIT (Truth Be Told)

Watch it all unfold What's there to behold? It's that fire, that desire moving through the soul Navigating fires and some liars, truth be told Larger than Goliath, this is how you rule the globe But still had to learn the maze Had to turn the page 'Nother year, let's clear the air Had to burn the sage Asking God was I the only one to act unholy? Bands married to my hands, holy matrimony They know me They watch your every move up under eyelids, undivided Been hard to trap like Charlie Chaplin the way I move in silence Don't move divided just like Fredro told 'em, do the knowledge Learn how to move through pain, maneuver lanes, no Luka Doncics Say what? Come on in, dog Yeah, I'm too real for this shit Used to be a time that I would kill for this shit U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T This is what you get One hundred percent The king of Mary, say U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T Take 'em on a trip Don't ever forget No, no Yeah, tryna figure out what you in it for While hoping your pen makes you the pinnacle But now it's sold, you see they came to see us Watch 'em stand to they feet like the Pledge of Allegiance Shit got egregious (Yeah) Too many rappers got it backwards, more like actors Hear it cut then switch it up like Idris Act like you hate to see it It's more like make believe When some niggas was made to be it You see it? No matter if it's a fair fight Gotta still get my head right Money falling out pockets while diamonds looking like headlights Some nights you don't see the vision and how it's worth it Now it's worth it, got fans holding you up like crowd surfing Take the positive Went from sitting on porches to sitting in Porsches Niggas prayed to be prosperous (Thank you, God) That's a lot of prayers 'Cause it's a lot of us Always had it inside of us Just don't know if we loud enough Say what? Come on in, dog Yeah, I'm too real for this shit Used to be a time that I would kill for this shit U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T This is what you get One hundred percent The king of Mary, say U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T, U-I-T Nigga, you should And never forget No, no