This is a song about "Being true"

Or let the mob handle that

Fuck being counterfeit

Still listen to big

I’m being sarcastic,

You were the friend that kept me true,

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

I was twelve when the gunned you

You were the friend that kept me true,

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

Shawty can i taste you

I call em up, they might fall through

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

You were the friend that kept me true,