Truth

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Million dollar baby
We playing crazy bitch
Friends ain't really friends, just some cool ass niggas
You know that

Give me a milli, I'm taking off and setting trends
Unbreakable nigga, really the type to never bend
I been shaking shit off, fuck the hype, I'm losing friends
Should just do them tonight, it's a movement in my hands
You was proving me wrong, texting niggas on the gram
You was proof of the pudding, you was flexing like a ham
I was out in the streets, you was stressing out with scams
Told you switch to the grams, you started hating like your mans
You got his dick in your hands, you know he hit you for them bands
Why you coming at me? You might be slipping on your plans
Could've let hit you, he be tripping off them xans
Should've let strip you, I was thinking you was fam
I'ma let twelve get you, them paper plates can get you jammed
Send shells to you, I'd rather box you in the sand
I'ma leave it alone, I ain't tryna shake your hand
I can see in your bones, you was flaky like a yam
Them people leading you wrong, you tried to play me like a fan
You wasn't creeping along, nigga keep it hundred grand
You wasn't looking for niggas, you was beeping niggas phones
How that make you a man? I be speeding all alone
Got a crew of young niggas who'll run you niggas home
Sneak dissing for bitches, that's why I put it on a song

That's my real left hand, got real, she snatch the boat
I'm guessing you a yes man, what the hell, these niggas hoes

Poppin' on a bitch
I ain't stopping (I ain't stopping)

I'm back to the city, I'm getting filthy when it snow
Shooting craps with a fifty, but really you niggas broke
You rushing back with them giffies, you silly, you niggas jokes
I was crushing the trap, getting tipsy off a four
Niggas talking bout bae, just taking piccys at the store
I'm just walking to bae, but I ain't get it for the low
You was talking in trace, you could've called your only bro
I be lost in them states, balling with my youngest ho
I'm a boss in this race, you a turtle, kinda slow
I'ma floss with this cake, and leak it, serve you on a pole
But I'm off of your case, just had to let you niggas know
Put that on your page, but I bet you niggas won't

That's my real left hand, got real, she snatch the boat
I'm guessing you a yes man, what the hell, these niggas hoes
That's my real left hand, got real, she snatch the boat
I'm guessing you a yes man, what the hell, these niggas hoes

Ha, big Taz naked
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