True Story

I can catch the beat
Ouuuu yeahhh
Leave all that in there
I'm back bitch
Knocking shit down I'm a murderer
We never heard of ya
I spent yo block and now yo niggas got you on a shirt
That 223 Draco's and M16
This how I live this how I'll die
I'm so in love with theses streets
Pressure bust pipes
I'm a pipe gripper
I got so many pistol cases
Been on many missions
I done robbed so many niggas
This one time when I was lurking on a nigga
That nigga pulled up
And he start getting head from my homie sister

Life is funny but I'll never take it for a joke
Karma's real I was robbing
Then got robbed for my pole
Yeah I know
I know that I could never trust a soul
Yeah I know
That it's a risk that I prolly won't make it home
Black attire like the show the wire
I'm just like Snoop
If you cross me then I grab my Mac I'm lacing up my boots
Here the proof
Just ask about me
I'm known in Howard County
I known for keeping drug dealers and killers around me
Aye When I caught COVID
I was praying to Allah like I can't go like this
From all this dirt I did
From all these hoes I flipped
I got dreams and I got babies some shit just don't mix
I'm super fly & I'm so wavy you can't sink this ship
I'm on my shit but this took time
No you can't flow this
No you can't blow like this
I'm at war with who I am
Tryna become a better man and still be be honest with my fans

Knocking shit down I'm a murderer
We never heard of ya
I spent yo block and now yo niggas got you on a shirt
That 223 Draco's and M16
This how I live this how I'll die
I'm so in love with theses streets
Pressure bust pipes
I'm a pipe gripper
I got so many pistol cases
Been on many missions
I done robbed so many niggas
This one time when I was lurking on a nigga
That nigga pulled up
And he start getting head from my homie sister

Here's a story I fucked up I was living in the Stu
On the run dodging cases all this shit I'm saying true
Couple shoot outs had me laying low
I had to leave the Mo
Now I can't leave no Mo
And I couldn't do a show
Been talking to my babies from a jail phone
My daughter asking me hey daddy when you think you coming home
I use to tell her I ain't know
But I was being honest
I won't go back I promise
Unless it's for a body
I was living for the wrong shit
Loving on the wrong chicks
Wanna know what's crazy my wife left me for another bitch
Wanna know what's crazy that relationship was toxic
I'm the topic bitch I'm popping
And I ain't showing signs of stopping
You know

Knocking shit down I'm a murderer
We never heard of ya
I spent yo block and now yo niggas got you on a shirt
That 223 Draco's and M16
This how I live this how I'll die
I'm so in love with theses streets
Pressure bust pipes
I'm a pipe gripper
I got so many pistol cases
Been on many missions
I done robbed so many niggas
This one time when I was lurking on a nigga
That nigga pulled up
And he start getting head from my homie sister
True story