The Truth

Gonzoe, Richie Rich

[Intro: Gonzo + Richie Rich]
DOUBLE R!
Bounce with me...
The truth...

[Chorus]
The truth comes out when you high (The truth comes out when you high...)
Sobers niggas on the mic lie, fakes niggas die
I train to blaze smoke, and I don't know why (You say things that you will never say...)
Cause I’mma be a real nigga 'til I die, I'm high

The truth comes out when you high (The truth comes out when you high...)
Sobers niggas on the mic lie, fakes niggas die
I train to blaze smoke, and I don’t know why (You do things that you will never do...)
Cause I'mma be a real nigga 'til I die, I'm high

[Verse 1: Richie Rich]
I reminisce around my root, the night in Vegas
Since then I been runnin' with a ?candy? crew, I messing you
What fuck your niggas trying to do?
Ride or Die, cause tonight is night
We gotta make that shit right
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Ghost
I take a ?toke?, you pick wrong nigga to smoke
And me, I'm fiend for the ?currency?
I filled you and let your niggas know what is ??, don't fuck with me
My Calico hurts...
Nigga if you scare, go to the church
Tonight I set traps for this dirty naps
How high? (How high?) Nigga I can kiss the sky
How sick? (How sick?) Nigga you can suck my dick! (Nigga you can suck my dick-yeah!)
Can't fuck with Sherm, I rollin’ with smoke dope
Like Big Worm, swollin’ time, like Dollar Wine
Let my ??, have to be a reason, I dumpin' slugs
The Glock Forty, I hope she got cocked for me
In the block ho-mey, my nigga, stress me to the point
That we can’t smoke a sess joint
Fuck with me when I high...
The truth, comes out, when you high...

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Gonzo]
Real ?I'mma?, smoke the hammer, ?roll bananas?
Can't stand us, we like Montanas
Me and Rich in a Cocoa Cabana
On a Rag top, drink this ??
?Eat a good meal? with a Scott ?? slick shit
This such, no rich, ?this is been us?
?Smoke out and drink and we finish?
My nigga laugh about 7 figures, he is realest
Enough of money to get me wack
And my best friend dick'em a hoe, fuck in the ??
I’mma 'bout dope, so I roll with real nigga
And make them swolled ??
?? 'cause I was fucked up
Never lie about been a hustla ??
?? recognize my game, much love
This life I lead, three things that I need
One: I need ?gang? of weed
Two: ?, before I leave you
Three: Say fuck every nigga sober and I don't believe you, nigga

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Richie Rich]
Smoke fry on nigga
Wanna get high young nigga?
You feel can fly young nigga? (What a fuck?!)
This Sherm smelly make believe you can fly like R. Kelly
Drop the body in the river
Yeah, I feel the cold blood shiver
The pain high can be deliver
Don't lie to kick it, tonight, we gonna get high...

[Verse 3: Richie Rich]
Is old than ?Billie John?
I fell to this game, ?we went to old?
I'm still quick to pull it and let it go
I smash to ??, a pistol with ?? exo
Then spit on that bitch before I go
I let my mama know that I gotta drug problem
A gun problem, and if she check my stats
She can see I have fucking gats
Daddy never knew about money I took
A young nigga with talent to crook
?? in cocaine brain
I fell out of school and let rain
With two of my niggas to get pay
Now we fucking riches, we get extra ?? and ?Fifty?
And rock a filled pockets 'til get empty
There's so much dope in my lungs
When I sleep ??
Fucking bitches to ?? keys
Nothing like a good ghetto bitch
To help me to blow the dope
I high as fuck representing Oak, motherfucker!

[Chorus]

[Ending]
The truth comes out when you high...
You say things that you will never say...
The truth comes out when you high...
You do things that you will never do...

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