This is a song about "True shit"

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Lately i've been spewing shit that isn't really, actually true

I really love my miami crew

Its only game plus none of thats true

She gonna dance when that molly through

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

Straight bad bitches i run, through

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

I can't ever change without you

Beautiful nightmares must come true

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Oh shit i said i didn't think it could be true

I'm a killa it's true

Would have came back for you

I don't wanna damage you

You were the friend that kept me true,