Blac Youngsta – Truth Be Told Lyrics

Truth Be Told

Blac Youngsta

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"Truth Be Told." - Blac Youngsta

Friday, 23 October 2026, 02:26 pm

Album: Code Red

Track No: 04

(Ayy, 40, what that is?)
Yeah
Get your top peeled back, brrt
Do you really have what it takes to be a millionaire? (Millionaire)
My TT, she got sick on me, I told her she'll be fine (She fine)
I saw that cancer killing TT, I saw TT dying (She dying)
My TT wanted to see me, but my TT end up dying (She died)
Her husband, he was never supportive, he was mean all the time
That **** pussy, he was mad every time the family came around
He beat my TT up every day, smacked her to the ground
I tried to shoot him one day, but my TT calmed me down
My TT lost her youngest son before she lost her life
Her son got meek, her husband put 'em out, that shit wasn't right (Ain't right)
If you can think of a pussy ****, he fit the description right (Right)
I keep that dope in my lungs 'cause it keep my system right (Right)
Welcome to South Memphis where **** don't look up to they uncle
It's fuck my daddy, but you know I'm gon' raise hell by my mama (Yeah)
They gave us Obama, then Trump, so they gave us more drama (Yeah)
I keep my Glock on me, it's tucked, so I call it my llama
Let's talk about how pussy **** didn't wanna see me win
I signed to God, ain't got my money, but I didn't leave my friends
I told the Lord to forgive me for everything, I repent
I killed so many ****, I ain't lying, **** didn't kill my friends
To every **** that did something to me, I'ma get revenge (Facts)
Keep a Glock on me, I'm cocked, homie, before I walk in
You not my homie if my homie says you can't get in
**** buyin' all these foreign cars just to gossip in
Truth be told, ****
You a ho (You a ho), you a ho (You a ho)
I'ma do it slow (Do it slow) so I can do some more, and
And some more (And some more), and some more (And some more)
Gettin' money by the boatload
Truth be told, ****
You a ho (You a ho), you a ho (You a ho)
I'ma do it slow (Do it slow) so I can do some more, and
And some more (And some more), and some more (And some more)
Gettin' money by the boatload
Truth be told, ****
I love my cousin so much, put my son life on the line (Line)
My cousin called my phone, he asked me did I have them pounds (Pounds)
I told my cuz I got him later, I'm babysittin' right now (One second)
My cousin told me hurry up, he need them pounds right now (Why come?)
I put on my clothes, I grab my keys, I grab my son, we leave
I usually take my time, but this my cousin, so I speed (Skrrt)
I told him, "Meet me at my grandma house", he said, "Meet me" (Where?)
I met my cousin at the gas station, it was OV (Shit)
They pulled me out the car, put me on the ground, said, "You under arrest" (Freeze)
I realized my cousin took advantage of me at my best
Them crackers almost took my son from me, they had me stressed (Stressed)
I did my time, I kept my mouth closed, I ain't tell shit (I ain't tell)
I put my life on the line for the set back in the day (Day)
If you ain't my homie, you know you can't approach me 'bout no fade (On blood)
Keep my bologna right on me case my own homie play
My macaroni don't jam, ain't talkin' 'bout no K (Gang gang)
How you cannot compare me to Pac or or Christopher?
This shit I spit, you can't see my bars, they invisible
I'm living single, Mercedes Benzes, buy his and hers
I kick her out, I'm in someone house when I'm missin' her
Don't calm me down, don't be sittin' me down when I'm in a rush (Rush)
No need for speedin' in traffic when you gon' catch the bus (Bus)
I grab my F&N out my drawers and tellin' me all I trust (Trust)
This Draco ain't gon' let me down, and I put that on us
Truth be told, ****
You a ho (You a ho), you a ho (You a ho)
I'ma do it slow (Do it slow) so I can do some more, and
And some more (And some more), and some more (And some more)
Gettin' money by the boatload
Truth be told, ****
You a ho (You a ho), you a ho (You a ho)
I'ma do it slow (Do it slow) so I can do some more, and
And some more (And some more), and some more (And some more)
Gettin' money by the boatload
Truth be told, ****

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