True (Outro)

I been gettin to it I got 2 phones
Told my ex bitch time to move on
Ima run up a check what is you on
I just copped me a tec and it's two toned
If you plottin we bound to get you gone
Yeah they watching cause that money too long
Yeah I'm running up a check by the day
I ain't never coming late cause I gotta get paid
So many bitches they all on my back
Ima dismiss em cause they want my racks
You ain't talking no money I'm not callin back
Heard that boy moving funny so I'm fallin back
They know I ain't no dummy I ain't holding back
I was locked wit no money I ain't going back
Wish a nigga would try me cause I keep a strap
Bitch we been beatin bodies they know that's a fact

Hopped on my shit then I hopped in my bag
I was broke in that cell bitch I'm not going back
I done been through some shit left it all in my past
Put that boy in my shoes I bet he cannot last
He gone fold under pressure I know that's a fact
In a Maserati and the roof gone pull up to the plaza couple blue's on me
I been poppin I don't gotta do nun
Got em watching they might make a move on me
Niggas plotting but no I can't go now
Get you gone in a sec don't make no sounds
Don't got no friends cause that shit gettin old now
I just wan't the money not chasing no hoes down
Hit my main bitch told her hold it down
Ima get to a check and they know it now
All these niggas be vex when I came around

I been gettin to it I got 2 phones
Told my ex bitch time to move on
Ima run up a check what is you on
I just copped me a tec and it's two toned
If you plottin we bound to get you gone
Yeah they watching cause that money too long
Yeah I'm running up a check by the day
I ain't never coming late cause I gotta get paid
So many bitches they all on my back
Ima dismiss em cause they want my racks
You ain't talking no money I'm not callin back
Heard that boy moving funny so I'm fallin back
They know I ain't no dummy I ain't holding back
I was locked wit no money I ain't going back
Wish a nigga would try me cause I keep a strap
Bitch we been beatin bodies they know that's a fact

Won't compete wit no niggas cause I gotta win
They was sleepin on me but they woke up again
I was doubting myself it won't happen again
No I'm not looking back and I don't gotta vent
Now I'm so lit I be T'd up
In the latest fashion throwing 3's up
Wit a foreign bitch she gotta visa
I can turn a baddie to a eater
Why my heart colder than a freezer
I done see the realest niggas freeze up
Watch them bullets make a nigga heat up
In a war zone tell em keep up
My young niggas they be G'd up
Got the opps mad tell em we up
I been had my stripes like Adidas
Niggas know how we bumming come see us

I been gettin to it I got 2 phones
Told my ex bitch time to move on
Ima run up a check what is you on
I just copped me a tec and it's two toned
If you plottin we bound to get you gone
Yeah they watching cause that money too long
Yeah I'm running up a check by the day
I ain't never coming late cause I gotta get paid
So many bitches they all on my back
Ima dismiss em cause they want my racks
You ain't talking no money I'm not callin back
Heard that boy moving funny so I'm fallin back
They know I ain't no dummy I ain't holding back
I was locked wit no money I ain't going back
Wish a nigga would try me cause I keep a strap
Bitch we been beatin bodies they know that's a fact



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Writer(s): Erpallure Filsaime
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