song by Arcani
Just To Be Honest feat. B. Ortiz lyrics

JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest
JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest
JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest

Don't even ask me to listen to it, just give in to it
You talk about it, I'm living through it, we're not the same
My niggers flushing out different needs, we got the game
You drop a tape skipping through, the sift of the system
Tune in and lock it, aye
I've been doing this for a minute, fuck around and forget it
Just looking at the statistics I'm killing niggers, they dickless
Ain't feeling niggers, they fictional
They talking up all this shit but I'm living through what you missing
I'm getting into predictions, killing me is perdition
You say you don't listen to it, you jacking, you nigger tripping
You know that you listen to it
Get it when it drop out, all of the hoes pop out
Praise me like the
80's and '90's, I feel like Pac now
Money on my mind, I gotta grind, I feel like pops now
You know my time shadowed, this probably gonna be my last tape
So I had to burn it, keep the burner by the ashtray
So I had the nerve, proceed to earn, to gift the fast way
I can't even fuck with y'all, niggers being shady, though
Family lives on the line, they put me on the radio
Bitch wanna smoke in the garage with a Mercedes car
I be like maybe, though, depending how I'm feeling
Make a million off a daily dose, you get that occasional

JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest
JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest
JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest

OK, I'm honestly probably either the biggest hater
Or they really ain't hot to me
Either that money fake or we just playing Monopoly
Either I'm the son of Drake and my parents adopted me
I'm just being honest, just being me
Fuck being modest, I been on my shit ever since I left college
Ain't that ironic? How does that happen?
Young nigger, I record when you napping
You wake up and don't even know that it happened
Shit's tragic but if you don't know I'm working then they don't know I'm working
Then they ain't gonna work, they just gonna doubt me up in person
'Cause they got no motivation, the soon as I drop some noodle
We grab this back from vacation
You can stop with all the fake and fuck niggers acting real
Living double lives, rocking like you flock and you a fucking lie
See, I was riding with people that wouldn't walk from me
And now these walking ass niggers wanna talk to me
Fuck the fakes, my nigger, ace's still going
But we gonna pop so many bottles I'mma die where he home
RIP to all my real niggers gone
And I refuse to sit and let somebody else put my CD on
So I'm on it

JUST TO BE HONEST
JUST TO BE HONEST
Maybe I've been too honest