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Truly Yours
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Yeah... take a moment out man, to get my mind clear
Wow, this is truly dedicated man, to all the
Haters, all the cowards, all the traitors man
Yo
Truly my explanation, bullets embracing you facing death
Corner is taking your last breath, my infamous steps
Darker than rap, shots split you in half
Consequence of walking the wrong path, my gun in the dash
S-Type Jags, facts, I know you felt me
Crack bottles of Belvi's over your wig, a knife in your ribs
Hit everything but kids, slugs ricochet
Off the building where the children play
Never a sunny day, skies stay grey
My vision iller than Spielberg pictures, so many fake niggas
Family members'll flip for figures, cursing off the liquor
Squeeze triggers, eyes closed, size hoes up
Size eight Nikes, twin nines, what? Who want it?
Toast by the stomach, blunt at you fronting
My dick like welfare, all your baby mamas on it
I'm a giant, the rebirth of Jordan like Kobe Bryant flying
Up in Denali trucks politicking with my clients
Ayo it's truly yours, we all caught up in this modern war
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Truly yours, nigga we ain't friends no more
When the cops come and get you I ain't the one to call
Truly yours, we all caught up in this modern war
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Truly yours, nigga we ain't friends no more
When the cops come and get you I ain't the one to call
Truly my reason for me speaking, guns leak from the tip
Barrels flaming blowing out rapid fire emptying clips
Swifter than Roy Jones, working my knife like Jimmy Bones
Clones, get left clapped in alleys, X for unknown
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Bentley Azurs get turned to Swiss cheese, we all in a war
I used to have a problem with rubbers
But now it's problems with my baby mother
Constantly stressing got me ready to snuff her
Clash of the Titans, I'm writing
Enlightened by the wisdom of God
Though eternal scars keep my daughter frightened
It's like a nigga on an X pill
Trying to determine what's fake and what's real
A shot at Shaquille, Shaquille O'Neal jersey number 34
Yellow and white Air Force matching the white velour
Nigga for sure, looking like coke pure fresh off the boat
From a nigga they call Peru with more connects than the Pope
Ayo it's truly yours, we all caught up in this modern war
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Truly yours, nigga we ain't friends no more
When the cops come and get you I ain't the one to call
Truly yours, we all caught up in this modern war
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Truly yours, nigga we ain't friends no more
When the cops come and get you I ain't the one to call
Truly my last verse is murder nigga, burners get tore
Serials lost, no matter the cause your lights could go off
Playing the law, a Dutch in my mouth from reading The Source
Dior broad sucking me off, remodel the Porsche
The boss of my last brick, my other half exposed the last flip
Starburst flavors we major in kicks
Shh, don't speak too loud
I see faces appear in weed clouds telling me put it down
Oh I'm gone now? I'm just higher than the average nigga
Truth or lies, open your eyes, my nine is my nigga
Ayo I need a light, the word of a fiend smoking from glass pipes
Truly I speak to shine a brighter light
Ayo it's truly yours, we all caught up in this modern war
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Truly yours, nigga we ain't friends no more
When the cops come and get you I ain't the one to call
Truly yours, we all caught up in this modern war
When them shells run up in you nigga they truly yours
Truly yours, nigga we ain't friends no more
When the cops come and get you I ain't the one to call
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