"True Story" lyrics

She sent a text saying I'm all alone
So when I'm in your neighbourhood I'll call your phone
And she live on the other block and we don't get along
We found love in the trenches gotta bring a pole
And she got a friend that she can bring along
Broski in the trap house serving hella stones
And I ain't worried by that nigga we could get him gone
Sorry bro I'm running late she want another round

Time, girl I'm running out of it and I don't know why
With all the stress I'm going through you're still on my mind
You spend so many day just tryna figure if, I
Really wanna keep you or if I'm lying
The kinda life I'm living ain't no being private
So if you wanna leave me Imma be fine
I'm so tired
True story, true story story

I made a way and went the money route
Outside through the night and Imma drop the roof
You might see me in the trenches wid a couple goons
But if you catch me all alone I probably got a tool
Ain't gotta dress up when you with me if you're comfortable
Brodie steady giving drops you know I'm sliding through
And he got away for Pete's sake, looking like a free stain
Jump out like he weezy and let it rain
I'm cruising in the merc she only play my music
You really gave your heart so I won't abuse it
If any woman in the world try flex on you with pearls
Buy you diamonds straight from a jewellers
I really love you and I'm tryna prove it
Before I ever met you I was acting clueless
Tryna fuck a hoe for the night, baby we outside for the night
Fine dine till it's-

Time, girl I'm running out of it and I don't know why
With all the stress I'm going through you're still on my mind
You spend so many day just tryna figure if, I
Really wanna keep you or if I'm lying
The kinda life I'm living ain't no being private
So if you wanna leave me Imma be fine
I'm so tired
True story, true story story