JAN. 31st (My truth) Lyrics – YFN Lucci

Read the full JAN. 31st (My truth) lyrics by YFN Lucci along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Yfn Lucci’s music, you can also explore Plenty and We Don’t Play Dat, two other songs by Yfn Lucci.

You just hating ’cause I’m realer than you
My b!tch badder than your b!tch
And I got pictures to prove
And we so high up like we building a roof
I make millions out of nothing from just spilling my truth

And we still grinding like we got something to prove
Even though we got nothing to prove
Took every risk ’cause we had nothing to lose
Making millions just spilling my truth
Spilling my truth
Spilling my truth
Look, okay, look—crazy thing about it
I was in the can and I was still making deposits
And I kept it solid!
Red bone b!tch tryna suck me like a Lolli

Everything I left when I was gone, I still got it
Aye boy, you dead wrong if you think I’ll ever let you try me
And I’m on parole, but I’ll never go without it
Never held my head down—I’m ten toes about it!

Took my time, showing these diamonds—I know they eyeing
Say Pat like, “Bro, why is you smiling? This n!gga wilding”
Aye, they was tryna give me 200 years, they was tryna hide me
How you get 200 years without a body?

Momma shed too many tears
No more crying

Truth. truth
Spilling my truth
Spilling my truth

Look, they say I threw my mans out?
When you on a move, sometimes it don’t go how it planned out

You wouldn’t understand how
A whole lot of trials & tribulations got me this far

Rest up, ’cause your grandson made it this far
Aye, I’m just glad his last ride was the back of a Bach
He was something like Cam Newton—had a whole lotta hats
The s*it I put my family through, I’m just glad to be back

I been a big dog, fool
I was never a rat!
If you catch me talking, it’s facts
I put the hood on my back!

I’ll put yo face on a shirt
If you put my name in your raps
The streets to the cage—I adapt
They say I changed—that’s cap

If you see me hating, that’s rare
Through all of that pain, you wasn’t there

You just hating ’cause I’m realer than you
My b!tch badder than your b!tch
And I got pictures to prove
And we so high up like we building a roof
I make millions out of nothing from just spilling my truth

And we still grinding like we got something to prove
Even though we got nothing to prove
Took every risk ’cause we had nothing to lose
Making millions just spilling my truth
Spilling my truth
Spilling my truth