This is a song about "Finding the truth"

Yeah ain't that what the song say

The truth but thats the way

A yo its our boy spitin the truth

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Niggas die over shoes

Now that i know the truth,

The truth i will only buy,

Thuggin' till the day i die

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

But ay yo i'm just telling the truth

Its cold as shit in this booth

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

To tell you the motherfuckin' truth

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/