Tru to U

(album: Alivë - 2021)

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You don't have a lil' SRT, no Hellcat, you lying
I don't even gotta do shit, I just wake up and get bread, I'm not trying
That's your old bitch, she say she love me, no, so we up in the Cayenne
Finna go change my name to Private Jets how much I'm high flying
You can say I won't go up, 'cause I'ma die trying
Got a brand new four-door Rolls-Royce Cullinan truck how I'm driving
Yeah, and that bitch gon' bounce on this dick like I got me hydraulics (Yuh)
I got the racks [?] again, again (Again)
Think I'm falling in love again (Yuh)
With Benjamin Franklin, I'm sorry ma'am
All this water that sit on me collect like Hoover Dam (Yuh)
In the strip club, no Madagascar, I like the way that she move it, yeah (Like she move it)
Yeah I gotta get it no option (Yuh), kid stop talking
Why you on my phone every day, every night, this shit is too exhausting
So Much Fun like Thug say, [?], yeah, so awesome
Tired of these dudes serving them dogs all day
And my fingers blue, took a long time to get this way
Ain't nothing like me, ain't high as me
Ain't nothing like me, ain't high as me
Yeah I been through so much, don't nothing surprise me (Nothin')
I had the diamonds all on myself so they see what I see (See)

I wanna take this bitch out on a date and it was [?]
Really I just try to sleep when I'm on the codeine, but I took me some molly
Know that this shit is not good for my health, I can't stop doing it, I'm sorry
Really just been too goated with this punching in shit, I feel like Ali
They in a different world than me, they do not see what I see
Gon' tell them to take a step back away from me, think they gon' judge me
We down bad, and this shit can get too ugly
Yeah that shit was sad, I could only afford to eat lunchmeat
They thought that I done fell off, boy, I came back like a bungee
She ask me what's the deal, Trackhawk, I told her the best Jeep
I don't even fuck with nobody, said all my drugs is really my bestie
You gotta take it or leave it, I'm getting this bread now, I swear I'm investing
I'm finna miss these days when I was nothing, that was the best thing
I turned this shit outta nothing without assumption, you wouldn't text me
You was always there for me, baby you just so sexy
Don't believe my lies, you know how I get whenever I'm texting
Yeah, yeah or whenever I'm flexing
Shut your dumbass up, my brother got killed, this shit'll get messy
Them brand new jeans on me no I ain't rocking no Guess
I'm not riding off this wave, yeah I just gotta do my best
I get so high all the time, that's why I don't ever stress
Gotta stay down and get right, my people I gotta impress (Yuh)
They wouldn't think I could do this shit, 'til I go out and flex

That's your old bitch, she say she love me, no, so we up in the Cayenne
Finna go change my name to Private Jets how much I'm high flying
You can say I won't go up, 'cause I'ma die trying
Got a brand new four-door Rolls-Royce Cullinan truck how I'm driving
Yeah, and that bitch gon' bounce on this dick like I got me hydraulics (Yuh)
I got the racks [?] again, again (Again)
Think I'm falling in love again (Yuh)
With Benjamin Franklin, I'm sorry ma'am
All this water that sit on me collect like Hoover Dam (Yuh)
In the strip club, no Madagascar, I like the way that she move it, yeah (Like she move it)
Yeah I gotta get it no option (Yuh), kid stop talking
Why you on my phone every day, every night, this shit is too exhausting
So Much Fun like Thug say, no sir so awesome, yeah, so awesome
Tired of these dudes serving them dogs all day
And my fingers blue, took a long time to get this way
Ain't nothing like me, ain't high as me
Ain't nothing like me, ain't high as me
Yeah I been through so much, don't nothing surprise me (Nothin')
I had the diamonds all on myself so they see what I see