We Know The Truth Songtext
Breaking news, rapper YG is being accused of murder
Apparently, this took place right here in his hometown
Police officers said they are looking for more information
Him or his team have yet to make a statement
They say I murdered this, they say I murdered that
Well, if that was true, you'd be a fucking rat
And I'd be in the cell sleeping on a rack, ayy
But too bad that ain't a fucking fact
All that talking on the fucking app
Apparently, this took place right here in his hometown
Police officers said they are looking for more information
Him or his team have yet to make a statement
They say I murdered this, they say I murdered that
Well, if that was true, you'd be a fucking rat
And I'd be in the cell sleeping on a rack, ayy
But too bad that ain't a fucking fact
All that talking on the fucking app
The streets done, it's a fucking wrap
They wanna see me fall, the city wack
Same nigga who once brought the city back
I got paid six hundred for that show
So why would I tell a nigga to fuck it up, though?
And this a fact you should know
Slim just died, I wasn't worried about bro
I came to get the dough, was finna hit the stage
Then I heard how y'all heard, somebody got hit with a blade
I heard niggas saying, "YG paid"
Stop lying, nigga, come run YG fade
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
Up the score, up the score
Yeah, they're tryna up the score
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I don't even know how I end up the in beef
When that shit got stared, it ain't involve me
Not me, from Westside Bompton Trees
Known to be with the shit and ain't never cop no pleas
I really think it was all for attention
I ain't never say no name, but I was all in the mentions
Riding through the bity, gripping all on a Smith &
'Cause beefing upon a star, them young niggas wishing
Moved to Inglewood, I was nineteen young
Was fucking with the Inglewoods 'cause, duh, I'm a Blood
But niggas tried to say I went Inglewood because
He had beef with them, y'all say I'm dumb
He had beef with a whole 'nother rapper
But that's a story for another day, a whole 'nother chapter
Funny characteristics, let him be a actor
Why would I be beefing with dude? I was the factor
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
Up the score, up the score
Yeah, they're tryna up the score
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I ain't never speak about it 'cause that's law and I'm 'bout it
But crazy y'all sounded for too long and I allowed it
Niggas talking 'bout, "We know the truth," yeah, I doubt it
Keep a blick when it's an outing 'cause y'all got my judgement cloudy
It's sad like they tryna paint me as the bad guy
When that guy was looking for the smoke with a flashlight
This ain't no diss, I'm just speaking on my past life
I hope my truth don't make you niggas wanna crash, right?
'Cause my same house in Inglewood
That nigga used to be there, was all good
When lil' bro and Kells was smoking Swishers, not Backwoods
Before Kells caught the flakk case, she had some fat cords
Hearing I put money on his head, embarrassing
All that, we know the truth, arrogance
Niggas with they one side, false narratives
But now you got my side, there it is
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
Up the score, up the score
Yeah, they're tryna up the score
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
There's part of me I wanna kill
Niggas lied on my name and kept it real
This what happens when you still up in the field
Get hit with a stray bullet, yeah, them wounds be hard to heal
Niggas touching thirty and some change
I been tryna keep the mental tamed
But they keep throwing dirt up on my name
When you back against the wall, that's when you let pistol bang
They wanna see me fall, the city wack
Same nigga who once brought the city back
I got paid six hundred for that show
So why would I tell a nigga to fuck it up, though?
And this a fact you should know
Slim just died, I wasn't worried about bro
I came to get the dough, was finna hit the stage
Then I heard how y'all heard, somebody got hit with a blade
I heard niggas saying, "YG paid"
Stop lying, nigga, come run YG fade
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
Up the score, up the score
Yeah, they're tryna up the score
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I don't even know how I end up the in beef
When that shit got stared, it ain't involve me
Not me, from Westside Bompton Trees
Known to be with the shit and ain't never cop no pleas
I really think it was all for attention
I ain't never say no name, but I was all in the mentions
Riding through the bity, gripping all on a Smith &
'Cause beefing upon a star, them young niggas wishing
Moved to Inglewood, I was nineteen young
Was fucking with the Inglewoods 'cause, duh, I'm a Blood
But niggas tried to say I went Inglewood because
He had beef with them, y'all say I'm dumb
He had beef with a whole 'nother rapper
But that's a story for another day, a whole 'nother chapter
Funny characteristics, let him be a actor
Why would I be beefing with dude? I was the factor
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
Up the score, up the score
Yeah, they're tryna up the score
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I ain't never speak about it 'cause that's law and I'm 'bout it
But crazy y'all sounded for too long and I allowed it
Niggas talking 'bout, "We know the truth," yeah, I doubt it
Keep a blick when it's an outing 'cause y'all got my judgement cloudy
It's sad like they tryna paint me as the bad guy
When that guy was looking for the smoke with a flashlight
This ain't no diss, I'm just speaking on my past life
I hope my truth don't make you niggas wanna crash, right?
'Cause my same house in Inglewood
That nigga used to be there, was all good
When lil' bro and Kells was smoking Swishers, not Backwoods
Before Kells caught the flakk case, she had some fat cords
Hearing I put money on his head, embarrassing
All that, we know the truth, arrogance
Niggas with they one side, false narratives
But now you got my side, there it is
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
Up the score, up the score
Yeah, they're tryna up the score
I'm at war, I'm at war
Motherfucker, I'm at war
There's part of me I wanna kill
Niggas lied on my name and kept it real
This what happens when you still up in the field
Get hit with a stray bullet, yeah, them wounds be hard to heal
Niggas touching thirty and some change
I been tryna keep the mental tamed
But they keep throwing dirt up on my name
When you back against the wall, that's when you let pistol bang
