This is a song about "Being true"

And real bitches don't respect you

That's right this rap is real true

Assuring lines were true

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

I’m being sarcastic,

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

Now i gotta exit after you

You were the friend that kept me true,

And all the while i think of you

It's not and you know that it's true

And i ain't frontin for her

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