True Story - C5

Me and Shines ain’t nothing new

We the shit like a number 2

Baby girl talking bout she love the kid

And I let her know I love me too

Only hit me when she wanna screw

And I still gotta couple loose

I’m only human what am I to do

I get horny too like I’m uncle Luke (so horny)

Ain’t it funny how I stopped sleeping

Then all my dreams start coming true

Ain’t it funny how they tried to kick me out

Now I’m getting checks from the school

Straight rap money and fashion

Grind dedication and passion

I remember I ain’t even have a whip

Now they hopping on my bandwagon

I did better, yeah

I work hard now I live better

Always been a trendsetter

Kill the pussy like I got a vendetta

All my shoes be the 10th letter

All my homeboys gun-toters

Now the haters trying to rub shoulders

Cause I’m bout to bubble like a club soda

I got, I got, I got, I got no love for ya

I got a Honda Accord

My chick got a Toyota

She messed up the backseat

Right by the cup holders

And she do whatever I say

Like Controlla

Got a foreign like I’m Kanye

Still shining when it’s broad day

Mama put me onto Sade

All I do is Smooth Operate

5 got the juice by the way

They gon have to re-hydrate

Used to wanna be like Jay

But only cause of Beyonce

Now they say they wanna be like

5 when they grow up

Any minute I’m finna blow up

Ice City I’m from Noya

Gotta keep an eye for the rollers

Don’t recall the last time I was sober

I’m just going with the motions, yea

I don’t care what you think about me

Cause I know myself

And I don’t talk much cause my rep speak for itself

Down 10 toes got 2 hands

I can hold my own

And I ain’t never had a hand out

I did it on my own

On my own, true story

Going strong, true story

I ain’t never had no other man do for me, true story

From the mud, true story

Now it’s only up, true story

Came from the dorms now the crib got 2 stories, true story

Oh goddamn

Goddamn, oh goddamn

Ya girl walking round like she don’t got no man

My song come on & she say"That's my jam"

I know that box like the back of my hand

They want a feature I’m taxing I am

I got the heater like I’m in Iran

Hennessy only I ain’t popping Xans

Working her out til I catch a cramp

Praying to god I don’t catch a case

Swear it’s a struggle out here everyday

Niggas staring at you like they gay

Then think they hard when you look away

I don’t know what’s wrong with you boys

I don’t wanna do no song with you boys

And if I ever did do something to them

They’ll probably call the law on the boy, yeah

So I mind my business and I play it cool

And tell all my little homies stay in school

I don’t care what you think about me

Cause I know myself

And I don’t talk much cause my rep speak for itself

Down 10 toes got 2 hands

I can hold my own

And I ain’t never had a hand out

I did it on my own

On my own, true story

Going strong, true story

I ain’t never had no other man do for me, true story

From the mud, true story

Now it’s only up, true story

Came from the dorms now the crib got 2 stories, true story