Vic Apollo - TBH Lyrics


To be honest y’all niggas fake, y’all act like you get paid to hate
Told my mum and dad, «Soon I’ll be the greatest,» but they ain’t doctors so they got no patience
I take out this world, you take her outta H
When I’m around she treat you like a stranger
Don’t blame your girl, I’m the one to blame
She an organ donor, she gimme brain

Yeah!
The money, the money taught me how to talk
The bullshit, the bullshit taught me how to walk
The red light, the red might taught me never stop
‘Cause where I come from, fuck around, you get shot

I been through hell, I been expelled
I been to jail, thank God I made bail
Straight out the cell, almost got killed
These niggas should stop, man, they ain’t for real
Been top of the shelf, did it all by myself
I should probably get help, where the fuck’s Doctor Phil?
Ain’t no love up in here, hate’s all I smell
Since the love be so blind, I should probably learn Braille

To be honest y’all niggas fake, y’all act like you get paid to hate
To be honest these bitches fake, they don’t really love you ‘less you getting paid
To be honest my bitches real, they act like they get paid to love
To be honest my niggas real, I don’t break the rules, they break ’em for me

Yeah!
The money, the money taught me how to talk
The bullshit, the bullshit taught me how to walk
The red light, the red might taught me never stop
‘Cause where I come from, fuck around, you get shot

Tell me what you mad for, mad for
Girl I ain’t got time to be fighting right now
I gave you what you asked for, asked for
Now you all up in your feelings telling me I messed up
Yeah, I kinda F’d up and I’m sorry
But when you F up you’re sorry
I could probably freeze time ’cause my wrist iced out but, screw that, I ain’t in a hurry

Yeah!
I do me on a daily basis, I don’t care what y’all niggas say
Smoking on that keyboard kush, got me feeling some type of way
I can’t even concentrate, blunt just got me hella blazed
I’m grinding hard, bitch, I’m grinding hard
Tryna make a k a day

You know the name, don’t forget the Baby
I’m from outer space, man, we ain’t the same
Claim you real but we know you faking
I wonder how it feel having an extra face
I got so many THOTs even though I’m brainless
Nah, I ain’t tripping, I just tied my laces
Got a spade a spade, call a fake a fake
I be shooting at these niggas like my pistol racist

Man, these streets never loved nobody
Man, girls these days would fuck anybody
All these niggas think they above everybody
One of these days I’mma kill somebody
One of these days I’mma catch a body
I’m famous but don’t act like you know me
One of these days I’mma jump up on ya
‘Cause I’m sitting at the top and this place is lonely

To be honest y’all niggas fake, y’all act like you get paid to hate
To be honest these bitches fake, they don’t really love you ‘less you getting paid
To be honest my bitches real, they act like they get paid to love
To be honest my niggas real, I don’t break the rules, they break ’em for me

Yeah!
The money, the money taught me how to talk
The bullshit, the bullshit taught me how to walk
The red light, the red might taught me never stop
‘Cause where I come from, fuck around, you get shot

Yeah
Ah
Yeah


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