TRUE STORY Lyrics

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Said I'm on South beach posted in the water on some yacht shit

Middle finger up to all my opps, I'm on some Pac shit

Champagne bottles for my bitches, cuz we pop shit

I'm never cuffin one, cuz I look better with some options

Like keep it real, like what these new dudes gon do fa me?

Buy a lil jewelry and then go make a fool of me

I get my own bag, I'm in channel like there's two of me

I made it too far to let a fuck boy ruin me

Wanna keep me company? Then go buy me a company.

Real estate. Pull up to the gate, and have the funds fa me.

Fuck me like a slut, then grab yo shit boy when you done wit me.

Don't try to fuckin cuddle me, and tell me you in love with me

Cuz this a true story , bout a real ass bitch

I used to be in love, but that shit died quick

Now I'm leveled up, I ain't tryna hear that shit

You gon realize quick, you had a real ass bitch.

This a true story , bout a real ass bitch

I used to be in love, but that shit died quick

Now I'm leveled up, I ai

n't tryna hear that shit

You gon realize quick, you had a real ass bitch.

You out here shoppin for these hoes, when I'm who put you in themstores

Prada, louis and Dior.

Yeah, I taught you that couture.

Went and fucked yo mans bitch, damn why you do him wrong?

I thought don't fuck no bitch that's fuckin yo dog, that was LAW.

Kept it playa wit you, nights you couldn't ball I had to lay up wit you.

You ain't Neva go to church once, but I would pray wit you.

Had me out here lookin dumb as fuck, when I stayed wit you.

My bestie on my line like

"girl is everything okay wit you?"

Im bad.

Fuck , if Imma let you do me wrong.

I should've burned yo shit, but I just put it in a song.

Don't you try to hit my phone when all them hoes is up and gone.

And realize that yo bitch ain't comin home.

Cuz this a true story , bout a real ass bitch

I used to be in love, but that shit died quick

Now I'm leveled up, I ain't tryna hear that shit

You gon realize quick, you had a real ass bitch.