Truth Not a Jeezy Diss Lyrics – Gucci Mane
Truth Not a Jeezy Diss – Lyrics Gucci Mane
Truth Not a Jeezy Diss is the latest song released by Gucci Mane. Truth Not a Jeezy Diss is from latest album named Trap God
Songs Credit :
Song – Truth Not a Jeezy Diss
Artist – Gucci Mane
Album – Trap God
Truth Not a Jeezy Diss Lyrics – Gucci Mane
[Intro]
Ha
It’s Gucci
Suckas keep on downing me
They know they should be crowning me
Hahaha
Yo
It’s Guwop
Just counting paper (Just counting paper)
We’re just counting the days, huh
[Verse 1]
80 chains going and ain’t took one yet
Ain’t nothin’ retarded ’bout Gucci but this gold Rolex
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck
I hope you didn’t pay them, ’cause they didn’t have no success
You seen my interview, nigga, and you got upset
I seen your interview too, you looked oh so stressed
I think the nigga just mad ’cause I fucked his ex
And I’m a big dog, he got the lil’ boy complex
Go dig your partner up, nigga, bet he can’t say shit
And if you looking for the kid, I’ll be in Zone 6
I hit a birthday party fresh, you and ya homeboy Tip
I know y’all seen me over there with that black fo’ fifth
I bought a Bentley Mulsanne, it look just like Tip’s
But I never went platinum, do you catch my drift?
I never let a nigga do me like Tip did Flip
This the same shit that got Big and 2Pac killed, it’s Gucci
[Interlude]
For the record, this is not a diss record
Just the truth
It’s Gucci the living legend
Oh, yeah, I’m a legend
Living legend nigga
Respect that
[Verse 2]
I ain’t playing wit’ ya’, I ain’t trying to dance wit ya’
I ain’t using hands, let them rubberbands get ya’
It take money to go to war, and we can go to war nigga
I ain’t no real rapper, I’m a fucking grave digger
I’m a old school fool, don’t make me show my age, nigga
Grab a Louisville and turn it to a batting cage, nigga
I did a song with Keyshia Cole, and I know you still miss her
But Puff was fucking her while you was falling in love wit’ her
Call you to do a song, wouldn’t even smoke no bud wit’ ya’
I was screaming, “So icy,” and was a neighborhood nigga
This AR is my back up cause I don’t need nann nigga
Must didn’t hear when Flocka said, “Let them guns blam nigga!”
Used to drive to Birmingham with a lot of grams nigga
I’m just who I am, nigga, but I ain’t sparing no nigga
I know it’s hard for you to sleep knowin you killed your homeboy
You left his son to be a bastard, won’t even raise ya’ own boy
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Truth Not a Jeezy Diss Lyrics Gucci Mane
