Truth Be Told аккорды от
Conejo
Conejo

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Intro 1
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
7
Verse 1
p .m. Feb 21st
Dm
Dm
I rocked out the county like a fucking ghost
Am
Am
No gloves, black rocks, just a peepersaw
Dm
Dm
With a motherfucking plan to execute
F
F
Am
Am
I got with my team, SKM
Dm
Dm
Whole squad on the scene,
they some businessmen
Am
Am
Ball game, it's all the same
Dm
Dm
Got not my style from casting fame
Am
Am
Then I woke up though,
for the silver screen
Dm
Dm
So these bitches started talking
Cause I'm moving so clean
F
F
Am
Am
That sound, it said fuck you mean
Dm
Dm
Everything that's going down
has been foreseen
F
F
Am
Am
That's when, I realized
Dm
Dm
That I was still in the trenches
where the enemy lies
Am
Am
That's why, it's on regular program
Dm
Dm
H1 touchdown,
Am
Am
it's a check my wingspan
Dm
Dm
Águila 1, Sandman Slim, Boss of Bosses
F
F
Am
Am
El Án gel de la Muerte, Semi Clap
Dm
Dm
That's a triple impact
Am
Am
It's like that, it's what I see
Dm
Dm
And I could bring it to you,
divination or dream
Am
Am
It's like that, real talk my G
Dm
Dm
And I can bring it to you
through a digital stream
Am
Am
Competition see me coming,
it's hard to breathe
Dm
Dm
Wear status,
we official on these LA streets
Am
Am
It's what you seek,
that's why I gave you a show
Dm
Dm
Nightmare before Christmas,
here the fuck you go
F
F
Am
Am
F
F
Six albums, off the bat
Dm
Dm
And I ain't even trippin'
cause I does it like that
Am
Am
All of them over there is fuckin' wack
Dm
Dm
And I can tell you upset
Am
Am
cause she rock back
Em
Em
I done this, what you thought it was
F
F
Dm
Dm
These motherfuckin' rhymes
be like twenty guns
F
F
Am
Am
Five videos, last one was porno
Dm
Dm
Put the flame to your noodle,
F
F
that meto al horno
Am
Am
Cause I don't know,
where the journey take me
Dm
Dm
But I'ma take you with me
till them spirits take me
Am
Am
Let's go, it's a follow my lead
Dm
Dm
That's another hood classic,
dog guaranteed
Am
Am
If you ain't got none of these
Dm
Dm
You on the low end of the spectrum
F
F
Am
Am
Hood God, Shel Winnie
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
You got to open your eyes
It's like that, it's what I see
Dm
Dm
And I could bring it to you,
divination or dream
Am
Am
It's like that, real talk my G
Dm
Dm
And I could bring it to you
through a digital stream
Am
Am
Born Supreme, Born Supreme
Dm
Dm
And then Migos know what's
up with that SK team
F
F
Am
Am
Born Supreme, Born Supreme
Dm
Dm
And then Migos know what's
up with that SK team
F
F
Am
Am
I offer my status, triple beam
Dm
Dm
And that's what you call
that heavy cream
Am
Am
Oh God, you know the theme
Dm
Dm
The homie said it best,
we was born supreme
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
It's that main event type shit
F
F
Am
Am
Wenschlau
Dm
Dm
F
F
Am
Am
Listen up homeboy
Dm
Dm
I'll tell you, and I'll tell all them
Am
Am
frauds you rolling with
You ain't fucking with me on
no level
Thanks for watching!

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