Bailz Pagliacci - Ugly Lyrics

Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
Born and raised from the Garden state
But I'm smoking Cali just to calibrate
No matter what my net worth he'll take it from me like Barclays
Do this shit for my family like jay did for the Roc aye
Fuck niggas we don't parlay and the same thing for Caucasian
It's a lot of blood that they rinse but I ain't gon forget about a lynch
Like when that nigga should of ran for the Superbowl
How they get away with that shit mad I don't know
That'll go back only few generations reincarnation
Now they got patience watching niggas trynna build they wealth
All these vices they gon hang they self like
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
No I'm not a stereotype of a nigga on the block trynna bang for likes
Thank god for the insight you can't fuck a fat ass from that cell with life
I don't care about no cellulite you got to work it out if you want it tight
Fucked up when I send a kite feel like Ben Frank I felt the lightning
That's why I came off the bench but they don't want a monkey with a wrench
That'll show these niggas how to fix they mentality
You ain't got to live by all them hood fallacies
I'ma need
All my brothers and my sisters out there getting taxed
Realize our spending power fuck they shit we buying black
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more

Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
Born and raised from the Garden state
But I'm smoking Cali just to calibrate
No matter what my net worth he'll take it from me like Barclays
Do this shit for my family like jay did for the Roc aye
Fuck niggas we don't parlay and the same thing for Caucasian
It's a lot of blood that they rinse but I ain't gon forget about a lynch
Like when that nigga should of ran for the Superbowl
How they get away with that shit mad I don't know
That'll go back only few generations reincarnation
Now they got patience watching niggas trynna build they wealth
All these vices they gon hang they self like
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
No I'm not a stereotype of a nigga on the block trynna bang for likes
Thank god for the insight you can't fuck a fat ass from that cell with life
I don't care about no cellulite you got to work it out if you want it tight
Fucked up when I send a kite feel like Ben Frank I felt the lightning
That's why I came off the bench but they don't want a monkey with a wrench
That'll show these niggas how to fix they mentality
You ain't got to live by all them hood fallacies
I'ma need
All my brothers and my sisters out there getting taxed
Realize our spending power fuck they shit we buying black
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more
Ugly truth
I don't really know who I am anymore
Open the door
Outside look good inside there ain't no decor
Where was the lord
When all them demons tried to reach my core
Feeling that I ain't blessed
It beat in my chest I say nothing more