This is a song about "Being true"

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Ima stay real and stay true

You were the friend that kept me true,

And real bitches don't respect you

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

When will my dreams come true

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

I'm a killa it's true

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

My dreams started coming true

Straight bad bitches i run, through

No one like you

It's like we were not true

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

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