Ugly Truth E

Elusive Orchestra. Yeah. You know they say the truth can get real Ugly. I feel that. I've seen the world, Done it all Had my cake Now Diamonds, Brilliant, and Bel Air now Hot summer nights, mid July When you And I were forever wild The crazy days, The city lights The way you'd play with me Like a child Will you still love me when I'm no longer Young beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing But my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will Will you still Love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Yeah, I'm in the hood looking at life, feeling So lost I'm from the place where everything is Fucked up They say a prayer to the Father With something tucked up They only feel premonition Of getting brushed off They never thought about Living, only hoping they wouldn't die Knowing death Around the corner, ignoring him like a lie Turn Back, even if they could, they wouldn't try Hoping They could sneak their way up in Heaven but Couldn't fly Lord, come help us I was looking For a blessing but I feel like He left Us I was calling and reaching for Him, so Many ain't even know Him Knowing that life a Living hell where He kept us I sit and Think about the truth, knowing so many hate Him 'Cause He ain't pretty on the cool, He was Ugly as hell It's fucked up, don't nobody wanna Look in His face They'd rather end up giving Up or go sit in a cell Sometimes I Sit and wonder would they still love the truth For everything we been through, but life wasn't easy These lives we live is what they choose to Accept Knowing they soon to crash but they ain't Wanna believe me I know they will, I know They will All these nights I cheer from going Get that steel Ain't nothing the same but the Battle on the field I try to tell them Through venom, wishing they could know it's real Will still love me when I'm no longer young And beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing But my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer Beautiful? Yeah, Uh Laid back in the 550 with a Fine Dime brizza, rolling five swishers She already know My intentions with her But she stay down like A wine cellar 'Cause she'd rather be under my Umbrella 'Cause the sky might fall, that's some Violent weather Twenty-five years, this is what I Found out Live it up, live it up 'til Your time out This is real life, I don't Know what they lying 'bout Balling so hard, you Know what they crying 'bout I pull up 'bout Nine, bitches climb out All different the vibes in My car All filing a line when you arrive At the hideout And it's looking like a tryout A young nigga way off the meat rack Little Nigga welcome to the grind house It's a whole Different type of game When it ain't about what The price 'bout A young prince take time, This is more than a vacay It's more than A time out But niggas so fake cool these Days Shit should be a crime now Real niggas Chime in, fake niggas chime out Bad bitches tuned In, Bobby Ray signing out, ghost Will still love Me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing But my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer Beautiful? Live it up, that's my stage Now Channeling Angels in, heard Him page now