True Story Summrs

[Verse]
I'm a real ass nigga
I could show you how to get the figures
Shoes here cost a ticket
I just sit back and reminisce
You need to sit back and just listen
Still the same in my eyes, don't trip
I'm in the H with Green gripping
And my niggas still sipping
Yeah, the red or the yellow
Free Bugga out the cell though, yeah
My granny called she said she missed me
Tell me I need to go to Sunday service and ask the Lord for forgiveness but I don't be trying to hear it
I know I need to get right
I know I need to stop the drugs
I know that I seen right but when I'm down I really need love
I depend on pills to get me right but I know this not the answer
I know we ain't on good terms but when I call you should pick up
I done fucked on a couple models
I done went through some 'script bottles
They say money only brings problems but I feel like it bring power
Fake niggas come around
I seen a couple niggas turn sour
I seen my mama work her ass off making only ten dollars a hour
Had to take loans out for Christmas just so we could have a Christmas
Yeah, just so we could be happy
I seen my mama give fake smiles even though I knew she wasn't happy
Told her when I get my first million I'ma gon 'head buy a Aston
Now we a couple thousand feet up and we still got a lil' Wi-Fi
We eat Benihana's no Five Guys
Couple Bloods and Crips 'round me
With the gang, you know I got mob ties
She say she don't do drugs
Put her under the influence, now the bitch got a lil' too high
Said she tryna sip fluid
That pussy shit I see through it
I ain't finna fake kick it with these niggas
These niggas and bitches be polluted, toxic
I'm sipping on DJ Screw and the trunk knocking
I fucked a couple stipper bitches and they work at Follies, aye
We gon take percocets 'til we overdose
The bitch bad but I had to let her go, she do the most
Tell all my bitches I love 'em the same but I love the money more
Tell my bitches that I love 'em the same but I love the money more