True Story (Outro)

Lyrics
[Verse] Fuck rappers I used to want a song with The ones who let you down Is the ones you really want to get along with I used to think about it for the longest But why am I after them for something I was born with I had to be the strongest, like... fuck my feelings I had to fake it, like I don't give a fuck I'm chilling But I was torn apart That "Joe Crack" thing was an "I call all day, no call back" thing Would have been mad If I was to see It wasn't personal, the problem wasn't with me It was out of my reach Dude introduced me to Riggs Riggs introduced me to Paul The introduction was off 'Cause I ain't have a demo He gave me ten minutes I rhymed on like 5 instrumentals He paid for the studio And that's that So really there was no situation I just said that That's for those who asking me why I didn't blow They was never gonna sign me I was actin like I didn't know A lot of anyone who seemed to listen Cause it sound good And everybody treat you different Look "100 to 1," classic Just re-did it, it's all new And yeah Eminem did fuck with it, its all true And so did Travie, made a clique it was four of us Clicked as soon as I stepped up on that tour bus Brothers like the laws boys in Neverland It was me, you, Mark, and Kylie Jenner's man Before "Rack City" hit the world Even Katy used to be there, before she kissed a girl We were silent kids sneaking up in dorm rooms When we toured the colleges, what a bomb experience The nigga done got out of it The LA nigga left and got on That was little bro shit I thought we had a bond But that ain't my man I won't pretend I Seen him here and there Every time he come to NY Katy got bigger than the whole crew, times two Thanks for listening when Travie didn't have the time to Yeah, yeah nigga, I ain't forget you The only one that stood back when everybody left you You said that you don't need em Had me thinkin' I was special Worst time ever since I met you Thought we had a bond that they was never breaking Now I'm dolo questioning if I would ever make it Got with Jim and dropped Rich Port No, we ain't get reviewed by Rolling Stone or Pitchfork I swear that I ain't slack in the booth Most importantly I think it got me back in the loot I swear I saw the bag, I almost grabbed it But fell back into depression when I almost had it Fuck I almost had it Almost lost it that time they ain't miss me They didn't care Met Navi on the gram and it was history from there 6 months later we dropped The Black Hole And blow it solidified that I was back though Yeah that, nigga, back though I see these haters pissed off too Its been a pleasure, thanks for joining Rich Port 2 (Woo) [Outro] Leon!
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Credits
- Writers
- Axel Leon