"True Love" lyrics

"True Love"

Ayo, paper, green or cheddar, cheese or bread
The cream is better, cake niggas fiend
To get a piece of this American dream
It seems it's sunken to where this money is all they're in love with
Like paper, green or cheddar, cheese or bread
The C.R.E.A.M. is better, cake niggas fiend
To get a piece of this American dream
It seems it's sunken to where this money is all they're in love with

Yo, Tasha, a fox but, been 'round the block 'cause niggas jock her
The wannabe model she dating mobsters
Been involved with street kids to kingpins
Got a thing for the bad boys
That's how she meets him, see him is cat named "Black"
Real name Jack James, stacks change
Real big in the crack game
She's seen that Range and she's seen that chain
The bling made the dame wanna give up her last name
She was wit, but he was pimp like, just like Ike was
Treated her like it was the Fight Club
Hit her with rights, blood drippin' on white rug
By the end of the night, they would kiss and she was iced up
Long as he kept her iced up, she piped down
Hit her off with a little pipe to mic bounce
Down south where a nigga wouldn't return for days or weeks
She was too afraid to cheat
So you ain't even gotta ask
As long as she got a Prada bag
Or an Armani exchange skirt showing a lot of ass
She's good, living the life, she's ballin'
Too bad she picked the wrong nigga to get involved with
See the nigga black had problems and enemies
And snake niggas is friends only pretend to be
And cats is out for his head, he caught in some shit
Just watch how Tasha gets tossed in the mix

Ayo, paper, green or cheddar, cheese or bread
The cream is better, cake niggas fiend
To get a piece of this American dream
It seems it's sunken to where this money is all they're in love with
Like paper, green or cheddar, cheese or bread
The C.R.E.A.M. is better, cake niggas fiend
To get a piece of this American dream
It seems it's sunken to where this money is all they're in love with

Now Black owed money and when it comes to this money, trust me
You can't tip toe with nobody 'cause
Niggas will do insane things to get their cream
Won't even speak, let the bullets explain things
That's how it is, paybacks a bitch, right?
Especially if you didn't pay back niggas is sick like
Run up in your crib like "Bitch, where's the bread at?"
"You got a week to get it. Don't got it, you'll regret it"
Funny I said it 'cause Jack's in the same exact predicament
Got a foot in the grave and still digging it
Owe some niggas money with no intentions of giving it
Them niggas is sending warnings, he isn't listening
Tomorrow morning they bust in his front door
And a swarm of motherfuckers with guns drawn coming at
On the hunt for Black, Tasha gets smacked
But Jack's gone a whole week before he gets back but
Niggas is through waiting, they been too patient already
They ain't received a fucking penny
So they called a nigga up
Told him if he doesn't get the dough
And give it up n the next 6 hours, his bitch is fucked
But, hold up!
The nigga Black answers with "So what?!"
"I gives a fuck, shoot the ho up, still won't show up"
Hung the phone up, toss it back and she knew
Sorry baby girl, this is what cheddar can do!


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