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Foolio

True Story Pt 1

 

True Story Pt 1

(album: Top Conniver - 2020)


(Drum Dummie)
(CashMoneyAP)
6
Ayy, ayy, I'm finna run this lil story to ya'll real quick, man, 'bout this jit, this jit named 6
(DJ Swift on the track)
Man, this nigga here was crazy
Facts, all facts
(Mook got the keys jumping)

Let me run you this lil story 'bout this jit from the 6
Seventh grade, he got a pistol, fell in love with this shit
Then he turned fifteen, he got shot 'bout this shit (Uh-huh, damn)
(Ayy, though, Six)
It was 7 o'clock, it was his first day of school
A opp died that morning, fuck nigga made the news
I was smoking on that nigga, on bus fronting my move
Went to school in they hood, I ain't have nun shit to lose
It was fourth period, I was finna fucking fight (Fight)
Three opps tried jump me, I still ain't bye bye (Nah)
I'm all in they face booting, like this beef shit what I like (What I like)
After school, hide on they bus 'cause that shit that was on sight (It was on sight, damn)
Fuck, damn, why the fuck I ain't had my burner? (Damn, damn)
I my head I made a wish like Timmy Turner (Timmy Turner)
It's like them niggas wrote a plot, it's like a journal
Ten minutes later, I got shot up on the turner (What the fuck?)
He hit the alley, let off fifty with his Dirty K (With his Dirty K)
I ain't gon' cap, man, that pussy hit me above the waist
I was crawling for my life in that alleyway
But I ain't fucked trip 'cause his homie died that day (Facts)
In the hospital, I'm plotting on my getback (On my getback)
'Cause on lil Kendre, swear to God, jit, I need that (Jit, I need that)
I had a hundred shooters waiting with me, waiting in west Jax
Ya'll wanna hear the rest of this story, well, I'mma run that (I'mma run that)
Okay, so-and-so had called, saying, "Jit, where you at?" (Where you at?)
They say, "We finna pull up on you in this dirty splat" (In the splat)
I saw thirty Glocks before I saw thirty racks (Facts)
We pulled all through they hood like, "Nigga, where you at?" (Nigga, where you at?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we did a drill that same day (Yeah, yeah)
I robbed his dawg then I got robbed, that's how the game play (Yeah, yeah)
I got lowkey like Michael Jordan did the fade away (Facts)
And when I popped out, went to bucking just like Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
This the end of the story, I'm finna finish shit (Finish it)
Paragraph, man, I'm tryna dot these sentences (Sentences)
Moral of the story, these niggas know we killing shit
And like a baby diaper, these pussy boys know I'm with the shit (With the shit)
Yeah, we got some new opps, we got some new Glocks (New Glocks)
Got his location on, we got the new drop (The new drop, ayy)
He think he slick, he tryna chill at his old spot
Make a nigga spin his like like a baby bottle top
Uhh, man, today it was a crazy day (Crazy day)
How the fuck did I get shot with that Dirty K? (Dirty K)
Foolio, jit popping like Father's Day
And moral of the story we turned your dawg name to a holiday (Holiday, nigga)

Bitch, we turned your dawg name to a holiday
Yuh, pussy ass nigga (Facts)
You know what the fuck happened, yuh
Nigga I got shot, nigga 6 got shot and niggas know what happened after that, bitch
Pussy, real don dada (Ayy, 6)
Stupid ass nigga, yeah, 6
Today was a crazy day
Yuh, I'mma, I'mma drop that Part 2 soon, I'mma let y'all know the rest of it
You send shot but you ain't hit shit
I'mm let y'all know the rest of this shit, it's gonna be a Part 2, don't even worry
Real facts, all facts, no rap cap
I rock, I rock 'locs, why the fuck would I cap?
Man, forreal, 6

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