Letras:
A True Story The Things That Should Not Be

, brush my niggas' shoulder off Now that blessed soldier know that protocol, show me y'all's Maybe not, play me not, say we not remote at all Roger that

such a lovely thing, Feel the perks that a 7 digit budget bring, Tell your girlfriend that I can pull some f-ckin strings, So were courtside when lebron get a

I was at the club you know I ball, chemo Drop the mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want

still not had enough? No place left to hang your trust Shattered illusions fade to dust If you could show me a true sign That shining light that leads me down A

could that you'd never leave him now you can't see my love is good and that I'm not him chorus who needs a lover that can't be a friend something

to hurt me You know that you do You like to think In some way That it's me An not you (But we know that isn't true) You like to have me Jump and be good

Vice Lords All crews that bang Vatos Locos, Four Corner Hustler thing, the Mexican Mafia All crews that bang Al-Qaeda, CIA, Hamas, the Mossad, NYPD All crews that

don't like people like you. Go to a doctor to be normal, you get this? Go to a doctor to be normal. We're seeing a psychiatrist today, so maybe he'll

uh Cause if you think that it's the way that love should be Well let me tell you it's not for me No No Uh uh (whoo) Things will never be the same again