Be Honest

[Intro]

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

(Section 8 just straight cooked this mother****er up)

(Al Geno on the track)

[Chorus]

If I can't vent to you, baby, I'd probably vent to drugs

You know I'm from the slums, you got a hood nigga in love

No, I don't want no love, lately I'm dealin' with trust

If they come and pick you up, would you give a nigga up?

Be honest (Be honest)

If not then I'll put VVs where your cuffs is (Where your cuffs is)

I be runnin' to them bucks like Giánnis (Like I'm Giánnis)

I just hope you keep it real on the rough end

I'm not playin', I put VVs on your cuffs

[Verse 1]

Put VVs on your cuffs, I flood your shackles with baguettes (Baby)

You know I'm from the mud, I get that check and make a mess (Baby)

I'ma fill your [?], just promisе me you won't get big (On me)

And I took my timе to write this letter to ask you how you been

I already know what it is

Promise I'll feel your pain, but I'll end it

Know you wanna be home but that's your plane you take it you gotta land

Favorite strategy, gotta plan

Hope you ain't mad at me, I'm sayin'

Before they capture me, send you every picture in my gallery, I ain't playin'

Hunnid racks on your lawyer, promise to be there for you

Baby, if you be loyal, I'll forever spoil you

All I ever know is you

I won't need me a ho or two

When you eat it up love recordin' you, but I just want you too

Be honest (Be honest)

Rollie it don't tic-toc, my watch dance (My watch dance)

Babe, [?] when you not here (When you not here)

Promise to keep my dick in my pants, I'm not playin', I'm addicted to your love

[Chorus]

If I can't vent to you, baby, I'd probably vent to drugs

You know I'm from the slums, you got a hood nigga in love

No, I don't want no love, lately I'm dealin' with trust

If they come and pick you up, would you give a nigga up?

Be honest (Be honest)

If not then I'll put VVs where your cuffs is (Where your cuffs is)

I be runnin' to them bucks like Giánnis (Like I'm Giánnis)

I just hope you keep it real on the rough end

I'm not playin', I put VVs on your cuffs

[Verse 2]

Visitation in court day

I reminisce in the worst way (Worst way)

They had me missin' my birthday

On the phone, I do foreplay

I don't care what these hoes say

I **** with what my bros say (My bros say)

Right there with me on stage (Yeah)

We came a long way, yes sir

From catchin' rides, bein' piss poor, now a young nigga chef'd up (Chef'd up)

I'ma go do a [?] city, and I ain't gon' vest up (Vest up)

Talking 'bout a RICO, no, not me though, leave my name out that stuff (Leave my name out)

Kut Da Fan On

Say I love you, never told you why (Why)

Give a **** 'bout you, it ain't no surprise

I want the world to know you're mine (Mine)

Oh my God (Oh my God)

Can't even rap when you be on my mind (Mind)

No disguise (No disguise)

I got feelings I can't hold inside (Inside)

[?]

[Chorus]

If I can't vent to you, baby, I'd probably vent to drugs

You know I'm from the slums, you got a hood nigga in love

No, I don't want no love, lately I'm dealin' with trust

If they come and pick you up, would you give a nigga up?

Be honest (Be honest)

If not then I'll put VVs where your cuffs is (Where your cuffs is)

I be runnin' to them bucks like Giánnis (Like I'm Giánnis)

I just hope you keep it real on the rough end

I'm not playin', I put VVs on your cuffs

[Outro]

It ain't nothin', I ice you up

Ice on you like hockey puff

When we ****, she like it rough

We be doin' all kind of stuff

Might Rollie you up

Just to tell these bitches that their time is up (Time is up, time is up, yeah, yeah)