Ugly Truth

Cross my T's
Dot my I's
I can't breathe
But I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Yeah

Energy gettin' passed on
Take a look it won't last long
Feel like Future with the mask off
She gimme face, no bath salts
What you do when that cash call
Sell ya soul just for half off
Fucked up and a tad flawd
All I make are these sad songs
So I take a toke and then change emotions
Here's my heart, it's now safe to hold it
Plain and open I'm faded focused through the vacant moments I stay awoken
Just sit and wait with this inspiration
World around me a simulation
Real and fake shit
Build the matrix
Here we are, now entertain us

Cross my T's
Dot my I's
I can't breathe
But I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Yeah

Feel like I'm floatin'
There ain't no gravity
Money like karma
It's comin' back to me
Don't get attached to me
I don't think practically
Actually, I get it poppin'
Treat a bad bitch like an option
Worst part about it
Know that I'm toxic
Just being honest cause you know tomorrow has never been promised
So fuck it
Let's get corrupted
Let's get disgustin'
All of that shit that you trust in is fake
Shot for the dream
Shot of Bombay
Put my 2 cents in to get a small change
Aye
Cuttin' corners never lead to checks
Knee on my neck, can't catch my breath
How the fuck I'm gon' give respect
How the fuck I'm gon' live in debt when I

Cross my T's
Dot my I's
I can't breathe
But I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Yeah

Catch a bad bitch no harpoon
Bring a few friends you can carpool
They just wanna be up on Barstool
I just do drugs in a dark room
Yeah
Lately been chillin watching cartoons
Lot of shit to do, I should start soon
Tried to find love but it's hard hard to
Only one life, no part two
But I'm findin' peace in the new world
Inner light shinin' like new pearls
I hit the club with my homies
Then I walk out with a few girls
Pinky ring on with my blue shirt
I cannot love ya the truth hurts
Heart in a bottle, I'm too turnt
I'm movin' onto a new curse now

Cross my T's
Dot my I's
I can't breath but I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Yeah
Yeah

Cross my T's
Dot my I's
I can't breath but I'll be fine
Yeah
I'll be fine
Yeah
Yeah

Cross my T's
Dot my I's
I can't breath but I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Yeah
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Booker Boston, Gino Bambino
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