True story – Yfn Lucci lyrics

Lyrics True story – Yfn Lucci

True story lyrics
Always wanted me a Cutlass huh with the bucket seat
Always grew up hustling gettin’ money the hood showed love to me
All my young niggas sprayin’ so on my side this shit get ugly
You ain’t stand up for your mans so don’t be lyin’ talkin’ ’bout you gon’ thug for me
Always on my dick bruh you don’t love me
Always callin’ me big bruh and you don’t know me
Oh I can’t make this shit up trust me
I can’t count this shit up true story

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Uh I used to wan’ play for the Knicks
Started servin’ these J’s nicks
Off the porch to the pavement
I was broke I was takin’ risks
Man I was fucked up I hated it
Uh it was hard to get some paper work
So we was always takin’ shit
Back then
Used to go to Jacks just to get the pack it wasn’t much but I had it
Work the block no beat the block all night girl I’m Michael Jackson
Uh I ain’t gotta sell drugs no more baby girl I’m brackin’
I ain’t gotta sell drugs no more baby girl I’m crackin’
Yeah why play when we love to shoot?
I hate that you turned your back on me I had way too much love for you yeah
I see that you fallin’ back from me huh ain’t no more askin’ me yeah
Ain’t no more cappin’ me (Nah) can’t get no cash from me

[Chorus: YFN Lucci & Kevin Gates]
Always wanted me a Cutlass huh with the bucket seat
Always grew up hustling gettin’ money the hood showed love to me
All my young niggas sprayin’ so on my side this shit get ugly
You ain’t stand up for your mans so don’t be lyin’ talkin’ ’bout you gon’ thug for me
Always on my dick bruh you don’t love me
Always callin’ me big bruh and you don’t know me
Oh I can’t make this shit up trust me
I can’t count this shit up true story

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
Got kicked in my ass my loyalty used against me look at what love did
I was betrayed the streets had led us astray when we was just kids
I been to the pen’ got tough skin
I run with the real so what then?
I hope he don’t fold when he go up the road
Send money for soap enough yeah
And I’m on the road to riches
Money attractin’ these niggas and scandalous hoes already knowin’ the business
Doin’ the best we can we pickin’ up cans one of the strongest members
One of your partners went dig in your pockets you say you ain’t got it he throwin’ a triple
All in his feelings he making these songs and disses still I control the city
Bruh he gon’ touch your soul get rid of the coldness in it
Learn to control my feelings versuri-lyrics.info
I let it go and I got me a load delivered
Got me some soldiers makin’ ’em do what I showed ’em
That’s how you ‘posed to get it
Not ashamed to say I’m afraid to get close to niggas

[Chorus: YFN Lucci & Kevin Gates]
Always wanted me a Cutlass huh with the bucket seat
Always grew up hustling gettin’ money the hood showed love to me
All my young niggas sprayin’ so on my side this shit get ugly
You ain’t stand up for your mans so don’t be lyin’ talkin’ ’bout you gon’ thug for me
Always on my dick bruh you don’t love me
Always callin’ me big bruh and you don’t know me
Oh I can’t make this shit up trust me
I can’t count this shit up true storyyy

True story

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True story – Yfn Lucci lyrics
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