JAN. 31ST (MY TRUTH).

Lyrics: Rayshawn Bennett/Luka Berman/KAI HASEGAWA Music: Rayshawn Bennett/Luka Berman/KAI HASEGAWA Producer: Gabe Lucas/Kaigoinkrazy You just hatin' 'cause I'm realer than you My bitch badder than your bitch and I got pictures to prove And we so high up like we building a roof I make millions out of nothin' from just spillin' my truth Yeah, we still grindin' like we got something to prove Even though we got nothin' to prove Took every risk 'cause we had nothin' to lose Making million just spillin' my truth Spillin' my truth Spillin' my truth Look, okay look crazy thing about it I was in the can and I was still making deposits And I kept it solid Red bone bitch tryin' to suck me like a lolli' Everything I left when I was gone, I still got it Ayy, boy, you dead wrong if you think I'll ever let you try me And I'm on parole but I'll never go without it Look, never held my head down, I'm ten toes about it Took my time showing these diamonds, I know they eyeing Say Pat like, "Bro, why is you smilin'? This nigga wilding" Ayy, they was tryna give me two hundred years, they was trying to hide me How you get two hundred years without a body? Mama shed too many tears, no more cryin' (Cryin') Spillin' my truth Spillin' my truth Look, they say I threw my mans out? When you on a move sometimes it don't go how it planned out You wouldn't understand how a whole lot of trials and tribulations got me this far Rest up 'cause your grandson made it this far Ayy, I'm just glad his last ride was the back of a 'Bach He was somethin' like Cam Newton, had a whole lot of hats The shit I put my family through, I'm just glad to be back I been a big dog, fool, I was never a rat If you catch me talkin', it's facts I put the hood on my back I'll put your face on a shirt if you put my name in your raps The streets to the cage, I adapt They say, I changed, that's cap If you see me hatin', that's rare Through all of that pain, you wasn't there (Pain, you wasn't there) You just hatin' 'cause I'm realer than you My bitch badder than your bitch and I got pictures to prove And we so high up like we buildin' a roof I make millions out of nothin' from just spillin' my truth Yeah, we still grindin' like we got somethin' to prove Even though we got nothing to prove Took every risk 'cause we had nothin' to lose Making million just spillin' my truth Spillin' my truth Spillin' my truth (Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy) Spillin' my truth Programming: Gabe Lucas/Kaigoinkrazy A&R : Justin “Teddy” Harris Supervisor: Dae'Shawn "Dae-Day" Shelton/G. "Fly" Henry/G. “Fly” Henry/Gilles Walters/Keith Dawson/YFN Lucci Mastering Engineer: John Horesco Vocals: YFN Lucci Mixing Engineer: Keith Dawson