TRUE STORY Lyrics

I got the midas touch

Instead what I do speak it turn to gold

Cuz it's a couple situations that's in need of letting go

Essentially it's out with the old

In wit the new

And for those wit closed ears bitch I'm talking to you

Im releasing all fear nigga I'm trynna break through

And yea shifting up my gears I rev the engine race who

These niggas bitching making plans

But they don't ever follow through

You ain't gon touch a hunnit grand without a plan and solid crew

Why you only speak in vowels you keep on saying I owe you

But nigga I don't owe you shyt

Stay out the way and out the mix

And if you want me at ya party it's gon cost a hunnit bricks

I lost my mind was tweaking out

Anxiousness make me feel like bitch

A year ago ya boy was crying on the couch

On Christmas Day

A Nigga had a show in philly on muhfucking Christmas Eve

I got to tweaking prior night I hit the stage in NYC

And I was in the car with why3 and someone who won't be named

They like what the fuck is going on

I told him ion know

Shyt

I just know I need to go the fuck back home

Went to my room and cut the lights and I was crying all alone

The next day woke up went to my mom and I was crying to her too

A year later now I'm cool nigga

Everything I say is what the fuck I do nigga

I'm just tryn build a palace just for you momma

So you can kick back know that everything is cool momma

Do this for brother and my pops too

The fuck you talking bout I'm climbing to the top too

Niggas saying I'm the one

Like motherfuck a top 2

Get my fetti sharing nun if you geekbaby got you

Yea I got you

I got the midas touch

Instead what I do speak it turn to gold

Cuz it's a couple situations that's in need of letting go

Essentially it's out with the old

In wit the new

And for those wit closed ears bitch I'm talking to you

Im releasing all fear nigga I'm trynna break through

And yea shifting up my gears I rev the engine race who

These niggas bitching making plans

But they don't ever follow through

You ain't gon touch a hunnit grand without a plan and solid crew

Why you only speak in vowels you keep on saying I owe you

But nigga I don't owe you shyt

Stay out the way and out the mix

And if you want me at ya party it's gon cost a hunnit bricks

I lost my mind was tweaking out

Anxiousness make me feel like bitch

A year ago ya boy was crying on the couch

On Christmas Day

A Nigga had a show in philly on muhfucking Christmas Eve

I got to tweaking prior night I hit the stage in NYC

And I was in the car with why3 and someone who won't be named

They like what the fuck is going on

I told him ion know

Shyt

I just know I need to go the fuck back home

Went to my room and cut the lights and I was crying all alone

The next day woke up went to my mom and I was crying to her too

A year later now I'm cool nigga

Everything I say is what the fuck I do nigga

I'm just tryn build a palace just for you momma

So you can kick back know that everything is cool momma