No one knows the truth
I'm the only one with the proof
They don't know the things I been through
Still missin' a couple of screws  

I don't got no expectations
Loyalty got limitations
I accept the complications
All the trials and tribulations

Feelings out of order
Do I got some type of mental disorder?
Between good and evil, right at the border
Tell you bout' me, this my tape recorder

Sacrifice come with victories,
When I'm in the past, will they remember me when I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone

And some day my time, it will come
But it don't mean my story is done
On the other side it has only begun

No one knows the truth
I'm the only one with the proof
They don't know the things I been through
Still missin' a couple of screws  

Time won't stop to say goodbye
I may fail, but still I try
We all got secrets locked up in our mind
We all go trauma we can't leave behind

Here's to better days
I had to change my ways
I was in a maze
Welcome to the new age

All the work I put in,
I know I'm destined to win
I ain't got no time to waste, 
They wonder where have I been?

I don't think they understand
I don't need no helping hand
You ain't apart of my plan

(all the work I put in)
(the work I put in)
(all the work I put in)
The work I put innn

No one knows the truth
I'm the only one with the proof
They don't know the things I been through
Still missin' a couple of screws

Onto Better Things...

The Truth (Prod. BitodeInya)

A trap remix of "Paper Planes" by M.I.A. produced by Phillip Antonio 

Thought I'd have some fun and drop something before the official singles for the album "Nocturnal" coming out on May 1st

Verse 1:
I just took a hit it took a second to kick in
Now I'm higher than a paper plane in the wind
The money comes corrupt I feel like a president
I feel as rich as Trump but I'm winning like Biden
This beat so fire, not allowed on the airplane
My ice so annoying it gives all my haters migraines
I just like the freedom, full blast down the driveway
When this song came out, I was popular on Myspace

Verse 2:
Bonafide hustler making my name
Ray Rockman finna take over the game
Sacrificed 3K to the gods to make it rain
Hundred thousand dollars got me laughing to the bank

Sticks and stones and weed and bones
I just made a play, straight off the flip-phone
If it's not about the money you can hear the ringtone
I just got a closet and I filled it with chrome

Paper Planes Trap Remix (prod. Phillip Antonio)

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