Tru Meanin' - Where you going?

This Bohemian Rap
I was gon name this song that
Fuck it tho
Dope D & Snackz were yall going?
Yall ain't never leaving me 2?
Damn R.I.P

Sitting Back
Thinking bout dope D Snackz
Dope D died on Hersh meat day
That's his cousin
Plus I wrote this song on Snackz
Birthday, I was thugging
Shit hurt me
I'm So Waywee World
That's why niggaz wanna earth me

Carry on , Carry on
Got my music bumping thru they stereo
I was just with Dele, Sippin Deleon
Feeling like DMX in belly tho
Hate when niggaz speaking on some shit
They barely know
Hustling like my TT Glo
I don't know when, but ima win
& Like the wind, ima blow
Once I'm gone
I ain't coming back again
I got caught with that lil pole
Still ain't gonna lack again
Now I'm sipping regular
Since they ain't got no black gin
Wrote this song, In my phone
I couldn't find my black pen

Sitting in a black Lexus
In the back texting
Glad I'm back, but I'm back stressing


But Ima Don, Like Lil Don
If I'm lying, then I'm dying
I just pop one and got fresh
Now I'm flying
Tired of crying
So am I
I ain't mean to make you cry
I'm sorry Ma

If I'm not back again
I'm strapped again
Can't let ‘em stab me in my back again

Carry on, carry on

This Bohemian Rap
You know Tru Meanin is dat
I know You Know, Baedo voice
Roll the thoint, Wado Voice

I'm too gone
I'm too throwed
Where you going
Watch the road
I just told you take me home
Bitch I'm gone

Take me to the globe, drop me off in the world
I ain't wanna tell u but I gotta turn myself in tomorrow morning anyway

Written by:
TROY CAMPBELL

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Lyrics © Vydia, Inc.

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