Lil' Rob - Truth Or Consequences lyrics

rate me

When it comes to my hustle, you're on the man

Gotta keep all my money in rubberband

God, our sins

Plan to make hella dough

I could fuck with some weed, I could shovel snow

I just gotta lay low when I'm doin' thangs

Got the cards in the grip, and my momma's been

True to this

I don't ever get caught up in

Foolishness, snitches can talk with the rugers

It's Judases

Reprosession, I do this shit

Follow rules, I don't ever do stupid shit

I don't talk on a tone, they ain't catchin' me

Don't be askin' me, prices, I guarantee

You get hung up or probably get run up on

Have the game figured out til the other mourn

There goes S.W.A.T.s when they kicked in my shit

Cause now I'm in county and facin' the consequence

We hope for the best and prepare for the worst

For sometimes, it don't go as planned

Aware with the rules when it blows in your face

And you facin' the consequence

Roll the purple buds, blaze the bubble hash

Watch me rip you or paint out my troubled past

I don't care what they say, we ain't free at last

All my life, I've been treated as second class

I ain't lookin' for sympathy, kiss my ass

I'm a hustler, homie, I get that cash

Pass my salary

Duck

Physically turnin' my dreams to reality

This goes on in the hustler's mentality

I see hate, I see greed, I see jealously

Seen the worse situations turn positive

Broken dreams, broken hearts, broken promises

If successful, the demons come test you

Catch you slippin', they come to oppress you

If you guilty, then prove 'em you innocent

Guess I'm guilty for being a Mexican

I'm runnin' and duckin' through alleys and hoppin' fences (Aw shit)

Gettin' consequences for livin' my life too reckless

A lost direction

And I went in the wrong direction

Gotta find a better way than let out my aggressions (Fuck that)

I fucked up

But I never learn my lessons (Never learn my lessons)

No matter what, they don't get a confession if they question (Fuck no)

And I be lyin' if I said I wasn't stressin'

I'm not restin', it's been fuckin' up my complexion (Yeah)

And I don't look the same in my reflection

Haven't got no sleep in about a week, and I'm beat (Shit, I'm beat)

And I can barely rise to my feet

I'm tired, of having to hide out on the street (On the street)

Cause honestly

I ain't got nowhere to run to

I done did it now

And I don't know what I'm goin' to do (What the fuck am I gonna do now?)

I'm in a fucked up position

When they said, "Don't do it, Rob" (Word)

Rob didn't listen

That's right, Ese Lil' Rob

Yeah

Brown and Romero from Clika One

That's right

Go for the best

Prepare for the worst

Cause sometimes

Shit just don't go as planned

Understand

Yeah