True Story

Do you love me like you say? Then you'll show it

I been stabbed in the back I'm kind of paranoid

I been popping percs to hide this pain but they don't know it

I been crying deep inside but I can't never show it

I'm broken, I'm damaged I'm scarred

I can't tell you much but I can say we had it hard,

This shit get deeper than selling dope and stealing cars,

It's really a long story but this here where I'mma start

Pretty girls ain't round when it's ugly,

Lately it's like you been saying fuck me,

I be asking God is you for me, Separate the real from the phony

I ain't even have it and you called, I was there