True Story Lyrics

Ooh, B-Squad J, you made this

Okay, it's Face

Yop

I got Sam, but a nigga still fuck on Carly

Smokin' on exotic dope, a nigga feel like Bob Marley

I'm high as fuck up in the clouds cause it's gettin' cloudy

Had to take the Buffy's off just to see these niggas round me

I put my wrist up in the water, now a nigga feelin' drowsy

Woke up feelin' like I'm Master P, I'm really bout it bout it

I'm gettin' checks back-to-back, I'm tryna feed the family

OCE the gang, having motion, now these niggas hatin

I pour a four up in a Sprite, I'm just tryna taste the Wok

Got me leanin' off my ass, a nigga need some zombie runtz

Swerve hit me for a G play, I told him, zips and up

Niggas wanna know where Face at, I'm in the booth cookin' up

I got Sam, but a niggaa still fuck on Carly

Smokin' on exotic dope, I'm feelin' like I'm Bob Marley

I'm high as fuck up in the clouds, cause it's gettin' cloudy

Had to take the Buffy's off just to see these niggas round me

I told my mama I'm the golden child, she ain't believe me

That shit had me fucked up, I was in my feelings

Ain't seen my pop's in 20 years, but it's still free him

Free my papa out that jam, damn, I really miss you

Savage came home, then that nigga crashed

I remember days gettin' on niggas' ass

Took the plug down, took the whole stash

I'm really rappin' bout my life, but I'm just talkin' bout the past

Savage came home, then that nigga crashed

I remember days gettin' on niggas' ass

Took the plug down, took the whole stash

I'm really rappin' bout my life, but I'm just talkin' bout the past

I got Sam, but a nigga still fuck on Carly

Smokin' on exotic dope, I'm feelin' like Bob Marley

I'm high as fuck up in the clouds, cause it's gettin' cloudy

Had to take the Buffy's off just to see these niggas round me