True Story Lyrics

Can we just feel the love again, again Can we feel it one more time, oh

Can I feel your love again, mmm I'm blinded to you, blinded to you

I feel like my soul timid I hopped in the whip with all my bros

They had the windows tinted I'ma hang out the window like it's my world

I don't care who in it I got a couple thousand on me, a couple in

the safe You know I'm carrying it

Last night I had a dream, I went and bought me that I8

The doctor told me I was going to die when I was a little baby, now I'm great

I was in the field playing baseball with my lil' cousin, we was great

Then I turned 28, it's been a long time since I've been on a date

I had to be alone, just to clear my mind, that shit was a great escape

Bro no CNA's, been a few years, I've been working on my patience

I wanna be a man, have a few kids, and send them on their greatness

They wanna play spades, but gon' take a L when their brother drop them aces

You gon' think I fuck with Chrisean Rock, How I stay around Bluefaces

Sis say, put that money back in my pocket, tell them hoes leave you alone

They wanna fuck, we ain't had none, now they wanna get on

Told her, baby, you ain't getting in the front seat, but I got something you can sit on

She want it with the rubber off, I told the ho, she can carry on

Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on

I stay protected, I won't rap inside your state if I can't carry on

No, I don't know my daddy them Pull up on that nigga, he gon' duck, he think I'm mad at him

Yeah, my brothers don't know nothing, but I got a million stashed for them

I can't let him lose for nothing, we got winner in our blood

But I been feeling like my soul timid, they gotta push me to my max limit

Scoliosis on my spine, lately, I been feeling like my back's giving

But I got money on my mind, a nigga was broke, but he was still giving

Niggas'll spending right off a dime, if you got money, you better stay hidden

Ayy, bro, you gotta be proficient, or you gon' get your soul lifted

In the hood, they ask no questions, you say money, niggas gon' go get it

But if he a broke nigga, he'll break niggas, unawake niggas

I'm trying to get away from all this shit, before they take me, they'll take me

Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on

I hopped in the Whip with all my bros and had the windows tinted

I'ma hang out the window like it's my world, I don't care who in it

I got a couple thousand on me, a couple in the safe, you know I'm carrying it

Last night I had a dream, I went and bought me that I8

The doctor told me I was gon' die when I was a lil' baby, now I'm great

I was in the field playing baseball with my lil' cousin, we was great

Then I turned 28, it's been a long time since I've been on a date

I had to be alone, just clear my mind, that shit was a great escape

You love me, I'm calling out to you, calling out to you

I'm calling out to you, calling out to you