RUMORS Songtext
von Price

Rumor has it I been on top of my game
She reciprocate the love that′s a proper exchange
I can care less about being woke it's a prosperous thang
I gotta remain true... I gotta remain
He searching for clout so he droppin′ my name
Trust, with or without we are not the same
They just want to steal the drip, every drop every stain
I gotta remain true... I gotta remain
True


Make one wrong move they wanna lock us in cages
Stay away from lies the sickness they got is contagious
The best of this generation this st not for debatin'
I'm here to free souls this ain′t about coppin′ the latest
Even though I'm in your favorites
But I also own my own line, my own boss
That means I′ll take your calls on my own time
Used to be in Granny's backyard with G′s on the clothesline
Talkin' shit with all of my cousins roastin′ the whole time
My brother plead no contest still he got cold time
We ain't judging no contest still had to hold 9's
I capture my own mind instead of doing damage
I realized my people use that power for moving planets
But still I′m ghetto so bring them Lays for my tuna sandwich
Look in the mirror I′ll bet you'll finally find your true advantage

Rumor has it I been on top of my game
Always want you to arch your back, get on top for a change
Don′t let them rumors sway you - you not with the games
You always remain true... You always remain
Price is like Huey mixed with Marley, Pac with some Wayne
All I see is roadkill when you hop in my lane
Make sure you stack in the summer and
Plot for the rain and always remain true

CLRD boy... He find glory in coppin' a chain
CLRD boy... He find glory in makin′ a name
CLRD boy... He find glory in coppin' a chain
CLRD boy... He find glory in makin′ a name
CLRD boy... He find glory in coppin' a chain
CLRD boy... He find glory in makin' a name
CLRD boy... He find glory in coppin′ a chain
CLRD boy... He find glory in makin′ a name


Rumor has it y'all been going against the grain
Attention worth more than money this shit is a shame
Bought a restaurant before 25 to break the chains
But got divorced before 30 had to take back my name
At first it hurt because I couldn′t predict in my story
But what feels better is knowing I can cut off what ain't for me
Ignoring all these lies these A&R′s telling me
I ain't about to force no autotune or no melodies these straight raps
But I can write a R&B hit quick don′t mistake that
I just got too much love for Hip-Hop to replace that
So it's on me to bring the message, power and taste back
Because I'm like that
But doubted it heavy back when I was going by Pricetag
War ready, now everybody holding up white flags
They trolled me on the internet I′m too real to type back
Too busy squabbling demons and Uncle Sam to fight back
Going Real

Rumor has it I been on top of my game
She reciprocate the love that′s a proper exchange
I can care less about being woke it's a prosperous thang
I gotta remain true