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a fuck about that
When I came up with my name, Truelove, they were laughing at me
Now I be Truelove, I be the Drake of my city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck

think
I'm just tryna be great
Dealing with depression, all this hate
Watch your closest friend, they fake
Stuck in a bubble, stuck in a tank
But watch me

with Chopsticks
Told my Bro let's get the money ain't no time for politics
Me and Timeline, Drake and 40
Curfew it was 7:30
We was waiting for the call

ain’t with that
Getting all of the money
You want the whole club
Mayweather undefeated you bossed up
And I know you don’t like it
She said naw you love it

you get hit with da drake
Nuthing but real niggas all In my face 
Quick to pop off I Advise you dont play 
Im on dat gas today 
Im in my bag today 
I

The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before

Yeah
Y'all might want to skip this one, this is a
Harsh truth
Very harsh truth
Look

To all the ladies wonderin' why
Drake can't rap like that

me my
Bring me my
Tell them to bring me my money
Bitch
When I shop at Lenox I walk through the back so you better not play with me
I keep a Glock

Friends

2Pac

Well Connected

1999

I want to be, yo, let me fuck that nigga down
You heard that shit, nigga
Ay, yo, what you going with that big ass
My ghetto love song, set it off,

And the drinks on (Drinks) 
In the club all night with the Drake songs (Drake)
In the corner with her game face on (Game face)
Then this new shit came on tell her

Last place, Yah...

(cye when u tell DJ Lyte turn me up, 
I mean turn me up mane)

Double N, go tell a friend...
Gotta chase that money like a nigga

With No Faith
In Any Female Thats Askin What I Was Earnin
I Met This Recent Lady
She Knew A Piece Of Sadey By Spinners
I Guess In My Southern Eyes That

just to get by
Thought you was gon get rich you just gettin high
The opps family mad at us
Ridin wit the spatula
I could've said the drake but the feds

Scream & Shout [Rmx]

will.i.am

Still Smokin and Leaned Out

I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil'

motherfucker)
Be friends, tell me where my bitches at
Be friends, tell me where my people at
Make money, take money (Be friends)
Make money, take money (Be

afford a mistake these days
All of my favorite girls miss Drake these days
Please don't take offense to my ways

'Cause I need drug money
Who got drug

you a fool bitch

I got money stacked up so my mama think I sell 
Keep my brother with me but no I am not Drake Bell 
If we fucking babygirl please do

black I was born with this colour you talkin’ I be what I be
Keep your mouth shut, don’t try to resist we ain’t friends with the feds cuz they really sum

more friends
I need more money i don't want more friends

Know that I keep it a hunnid and ten
When the last time you dun wrote with a pen
Android shit

now fuck it 
I fell back in love with the money 
You had ya boy tripping he clumsy 
But fuck it it's nothin 
I do the mains when  stunting 
Cino got

Count count
1, 2, 3 and I'm down
Hang with my b, smoke on some weed
Total relax
Using your friends, where're your titties
You cannot flex
Addict

Flip It By The OZ
You Better Pay Me If You Want Me
I Jus Listen To My OG, And Everything That Nigga Told Me
You Think That Nigga Your “Friend”? (Aye)
He

kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You

with friends
I keep thinking to myself will it ever end
Cause I just wanna be the best boyfriend
I'm tryna have a relationship with her family
But I