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(Hook: Chip)
Under oath, I donât lie in the booth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth yea yea
Under oath, I donât lie in the booth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth yea yea
(Verse: Chip)
So we know how the story or glory goes
But I just tell lies like the Morgan Show
I donât rap about trappin but you know the shitâs real
Iâm the north side product, that the best bricks built
Grew up around the worst of us, made it to the best of us
Fucking every couple, but Iâm shitting on the rest of em
The weed stops my growth but my moneyâs getting tal
Success is just a journey where your circle gets smaller
Liars donât holler me, cut me I bleed honestly
Gameâs just a book I read, youâre looking like a novel
Born in lights switched to increase the stats
I wonât fade away if they give me a shot
King dreams when I aim for the net
You internet geeks are just quoting my web
I be fresh on the scene, a hundred million dreams
Never lie in the booth, truth, are you mean
(Hook: Chip)
Under oath, I donât lie in the booth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth yea yea
Under oath, I donât lie in the booth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth yea yea
(Verse: Trae Tha Truth)
Same shit, different day, niggas know how it goes
Tryina tell em that Iâm a star, pay attention, it shows
So we knocking at the door like why the fuck is they close
Is to the niggas helping, they laughing fuck em, they hoes
They donât owe a nigga nothing, all good I suppose
They left a nigga in the gutter, they was ballin like pros
I donât make you reppin Iâm a cop but only head and thereâs nose
Get rid of it, hit the light and leave him in the whip that I chose
I dare it to go rose and leave the rest of it froze
Laid up with entertainment bitches, some of them missin they clothes
Itâs a real nigga in the building, lord knows
Haters aimin for the target while these women they hoes
Tell them that Iâm the truth, nothing less if I talk
Nothing less than runnin these streets, off in this money I walk,
Never made it to commercial but Iâm famous in the hood,
In the city, Iâm the throneless king, understood?
(Hook: Chip)
Under oath, I donât lie in the booth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth yea yea
Under oath, I donât lie in the booth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth
Sing it to me, itâs the gospel truth yea yea