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letra de true colors - toohda band$

[intro]
the hottest— hottest under the sun

[verse 1]
money on my mind, i gotta get it, bro, that’s all i know
i’m the one that picked it up when y’all was losin’ hope
my n-ggas died before they lived and that sh-t hurt the most
i ain’t rich, i’m maintainin’, that sh-t on the floor
i’ll still mask up for that paper it start gettin’ low
remember stuck up in them trenches with nowhere to go
it’s sixty shots in the rental, it’s just me and bro
ridin’ with a trunk full of cookie tryna get that dough
i’m pourin’ fours, my cousin called me from a level four
i told my n-gga hold his head, that time won’t be that long
they hatе you while you standing here and lovе you when you gone
i ain’t scared to catch a body, i gotta make it home
my junior need me in his life, i gotta right my wrongs
god blessed me with a gift, i gotta set the tone
the hood raised me since a pup, the booth my second home
i pour my cup and light my blunt and get to vettin’ on
huh, ’cause i ain’t talkin’ to these n-ggas
one false move and i’ma chalk one of these n-ggas
came up from hustlin’, kickin’ doors, squeezin’ triggers
i’m tryna go legit, buy some land, invest in business
yeah, i gotta go a different route
n-gga, i got it on my own, n0body helped me out
when it was time to get some money, n-ggas left me out
when it was time to run them plays, n-ggas hid they routes
huh, but it’s okay, it turned me up a notch
it turned me to a humble beast, i’m finna hug the block
ninety degrees, we got heat, we in the front with chops
i’m pourin’ ice up in my cup, can’t drink my soda hot
n-ggas sayin’ they finna slide, bro, we know you not
i’m in the traphouse countin’ paper ’til my fingers lock
if they hit, i plead the fifth ’cause i don’t talk to cops
i got some sh-t i need to say, i need to talk to pops
i really need my granny here like god, reset the clock
i’m startin’ to see who ridin’ for me, most of these n-ggas not
most of these n-ggas jump ship when it start gettin’ hot
[chorus]
show your true colors
my b-tch got that brown skin but the coupe b-tter
n-gga, stop that tough sh-t, you ain’t gon’ shoot nothin’
flight out of town for that money, some sh-t got ugly
stayed down, it go up, them days gon’ get sunny
my cup muddy, switch on me with a stick on me
best believe it’s gettin’ bought if my b-tch want it
i tried to tell n-ggas my dream and they slept on it

[verse 2]
look at me now, still standin’, b-tch, i stepped on it
i got my plate, but i ain’t done, b-tch, i’m still hungry
i’ma turn into sosa, n-ggas actin’ tony
i seen you post your lil’ kit, my youngins want them trophies
best believe you good as got, my n-ggas catch you loafin’

[chorus]
show your true colors
my b-tch got that brown skin but the coupe b-tter
n-gga, stop that tough sh-t, you ain’t gon’ shoot nothin’
flight out of town for that money, some sh-t got ugly
stayed down, it go up, them days gon’ get sunny
my cup muddy, switch on me with a stick on me
best believe it’s gettin’ bought if my b-tch want it
i tried to tell n-ggas my dream and they slept on it

- toohda band

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