RellOnTheTrack - True Colors (feat. Yung Reef & Damedot)

Had to run my money up all a nigga want is bands
She ain't even gotta ask yeah she know that I'm the man
You ain't even gotta ask yeah I'm focused on the plan
I'ma run me up a mill I'ma keep that shit a grand
She like what you got on? Don't that shit cost a band
I was sleep off the purp they thought I was off of xan
Pulled out some dog shit then scrape it off my hand
I can't tell that you love me cause you acting like a fan
Yea it's probably hard to trust me but you need to stop playing
They hate it when your slate clean, they throw dirt in your face
I don't do the small talk I'd rather pull up with a drake
Got the whole hood mad he was snitching on his case
Anything can go wrong boy you better stack some pape
You can never do right all these niggas do is hate
You can't even trust niggas they'll switch up in your face
That's why this drank thick as hell man, this shit just like some paint
They say once you get rich then it still dont ease the pain
Man I hate to know it all you can't even give him gain
You can't even count on em they'll leave you in the rain
Once you show your true colors it'll never be the same
(Once you show your true colors it'll never be the same)
(Yeah) I'ma do this one time for my niggas in the feds
When niggas show their true colors better remember who they is
If you niggas get out of line I'ma whoop you like my kids
I'ma keep this 19X by my side like my ribs
Before I spill this cup of lean I'll rather break my legs
Bae take it out the fridge
I don't fuck with you no more bitch it is what it is
I don't think she'll ever forgive me for the shit that I did
I'm still a real nigga I send help to you
Nigga talk too loud put the belt to him
I don't look up to these niggas bitch, I'm self-influenced
What I paid for this watch it needs some car insurance
If he ain't least got an M I ain't talkin' to him
Havin' nightmares every night the devil sayin' it's on sight
I keep hearin' my granny voice she keep sayin' it's alright
I can't even go to take a piss without the pipe
Hearin' noises in the crib I can't even sleep at night
I can't pour a line of this tris without a Sprite
I can't even lie this hoodie on me cost a band
These chrome hard jeans that I'm wearin' cost a ten
I don't do the pork baby I can't be a ham
I just wanna fuck baby I can't be your man
Yeah I'ma run me up an M I already got the plan
I'ma take a whole one and I'ma break it down to sand
If the feds find what I'm doin' dame dot gon' get slammed
That lil' bitch a suck my dick cause she know who I am

Written by:
RellOnTheTrack, Rell On The Track, Yung Reef

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