Lusyd – Truth Hurts (feat. Peso Castro) Lyrics

Yea I need that cash before delivery
And I heard your weed smell like some pee
Sheesh
You know I hit my homie for the p's
Big homie yea he out in Cali
Gelato 33 smokin' on a balcony
AMG Benz yea that bitch is looking clean
I wake up roll a j yea you know that's routine
I'm putting numbers on the boards call me pusha T
Oh maybe haven't really been myself lately
Lately I just getting high on the daily
Baby she gon play the strings ukulele
Shady, gettin' to the money and make it rainy
Oh baby you make me feel like I go crazy
When you not around my life is so hazy
The truth may hurt but we need to just face it
Sometimes a coupe is a hearse don't let the money change me
And girl you way too perfect, truly im in amazement
Make me wanna settle down, maybe a marriage arrangement
And the baby carriage it came with
Move back to your hometown this time no struggle or payments
I go hard for my people, peep it all for my people
I seen all of the evils, kept me on point like a needle
Never switch up, never know when I might need you
I'm pressin' my luck with these people, they all see through
You wanna gain trust but trust me trust is not enough
Keep this shit between us, you know when it gets rough
Is you gonna be around or bite the dust
Now in days i'm fed up
Fed up, and i've had enough
Only thing that keep me going is knowing that i'm stackin' bucks
My future looking bright so I had to look up
Everything turns gold I got the Midas touch
Oh baby you make me feel like I go crazy
When you not around my life is so hazy
The truth may hurt but we need to just face it
Sometimes a coupe is a hearse don't let the money change me
And girl you way too perfect, truly im in amazement
Make me wanna settle down, maybe a marriage arrangement
And the baby carriage it came with
Move back to your hometown this time no struggle or payments
You know you not fucking with me
We get high in the night off this designer weed
Your girlfriend hit my line you know she f*ck with me
You be mad as can be, she say f*ck you and leave
Huh
Boy, you can't f*ck with the team
Nigga we cannot match this ain't the same type of tree
Huh
Peso Castro big leaf, bet your main follow me
Treat me just like a drink
Huh
Cause that bitch swallow me
Peso Castro the g, bitch I keep it discreet
Huh
Cause I be in the streets
R.I.P Lil Peep, let me roll up this weed