[Intro – Female, teasing & calling out] Mmm… Bobby the Truth, you’ll never change, huh? Still a True Hoe, T-R-U-H-O-E, that shit’s stuck Think you grown now, think you moved on? Baby, I been watchin’, you been playin’ that same song Heels click, eyes locked, I run this lane Step wrong, get schooled, can’t handle my game Talk slick? Ha, you already know Bobby, stay real, or get lost in the show --- [Verse 1 – Male, confident, authentic] Yeah, they call me Bobby the Truth, streets know my name True Hoe on the letters, T-R-U-H-O-E, still bringin’ flame Came up runnin’, wheel in hand, racetrack in my blood Bartender hustle, pourin’ shots, movin’ through the flood Ballin’ with Jenkins, H.A.M., dynasty mindset Every loss I dodge, every win, I collect Kept to myself, no fake vibes in my lane Every step I make, city feel the strain Bassline heavy, piano hit like thunder Step wrong, get taught, no chance to wonder Grind so clean, every bar a confession Life on the edge, built for aggression --- [Hook – Male] Ride with me, never fall, never stall Bobby the Truth, baby, I own it all Stackin’ my wins, yeah, I hear the call T-R-U-H-O-E, watch the world crawl --- [Verse 2 – Male, lyrical, street-smart] Racin’ through life, keep the wheel tight, no cap Every turn precise, never fall in a trap Bartend nights, pour the pain, keep it real Every drink I craft, man, you feel the skill Haters on my tail, but I ghost in the shadows Bassline knockin’, piano swingin’ through the battles T-R-U-H-O-E, still reppin’ the old Bobby the Truth, still cold, still bold Ballin’ hard back then, still remember the grind H.A.M. mindset, never fold, never blind City lights flash, every move calculated Bars so sharp, leave the weak decapitated --- [Hook – Male] Ride with me, never fall, never stall Bobby the Truth, baby, I own it all Stackin’ my wins, yeah, I hear the call T-R-U-H-O-E, watch the world crawl --- [Verse 3 – Male, punchy, mid-verse tonal flip] I flip the game, watch ‘em stumble in the dark Every line I spit, leave a permanent mark Kept my circle small, no snakes, no fake smiles Every step I take, calculated miles True Ho legacy, still burnin’ in my bars Bobby the Truth, see me risin’ past scars Wordplay heavy, every syllable a knife Bassline hittin’ hard, cuttin’ through the night Bartend nights, racetrack days, hustle never slow Every city I hit, they feel the flow Eyes wide open, never miss a beat Every rhyme hit clean, leave ‘em on the street --- [Female Bridge – short, teasing MELs] Mmm… yeah… you got it… ohh… feel that Ah… yeah… hehe… keep it hot… mm-hmm --- [Verse 4 – Male, extended, explicit finale] Crown stay firm, I was built for this grind Did it all real, never sold my mind Stackin’ my wins, keep my hustle tight Step in my lane, better respect the fight Flow like a storm, sharp like a knife Every rhyme cut deep, bringin’ truth to life T-R-U-H-O-E, legacy in bars Bobby the Truth, yeah, I leave my scars Racin’ past limits, bartend with finesse Ballin’ with Jenkins, H.A.M., never less City trembles when I hit the floor Life explicit, raw, leave ‘em beggin’ for more No fake vibes, no phonies, no lames Every line a hit, every bar flames Drop that beat, let the city shake Bobby the Truth — baby, I own the wake --- [Hook – Male, repeated for outro] Ride with me, never fall, never stall Bobby the Truth, baby, I own it all Stackin’ my wins, yeah, I hear the call T-R-U-H-O-E, watch the world crawl
