True To Me Lyrics

Yea

Y'all all talkin bout the same shit

Way to true to myself I can't lane switch

They can't feel me cause I talk a different language then them

I ain't playin with my life y'all just settling for what's less dawg

No more percs what your taking is fentanyl

Play with my dick like a stress ball ew

They all doubted back then I should've bet y'all

Now

Who looks shitty

Used to wear the five dollar shirts from good willy's

Ima make it out like who kissed me

She a suck my dick for a dub and two fifties

I'm next up like a YouTube stream

Looked in the mirror and said your too clean

I could see the shit you can't when I sleep I'm havin voodoo dreams

Do what you want with who you want not who you need

Pill popping gun toting face tat havin mother fuckers

Who would rather sell gas than go and get a job

Yes that's me that's my kind

Boom bow bing

Now your the story up on every body's timeline

Too much smoke hot box in the vehicle

You don't be with plenty hot thots that's agreeable

Your not a hot shot your a c at best

I yell random curse words on a beat like Tourette's

I'm a mother fuckin body builder bitch I like to flex

She's too damn good at blowin whistles like a ref

I'm hot lemme sizzle Ima chef

You can't say your better then me at anything I'm the best