No Fiction (Intro) Lyrics

RTA ain’t no other way

Lie ain’t never care who tell it

I don’t give a fuck they talking

Those important they respect me

Those who don’t still ain’t gon cross me

They know i don’t give a fuck bout charges

They know I ain’t lettin up be cautious

And I keep a forty on me like a fucking alcoholic

Made grandma a promise I’ll never tat my face up long as she living

Well she ain’t here

Truth told should’ve had em not that it really matter

Had a couple on some shh now they tears

You was pussy back then I guess now you real

In the bushes past tense stepping out no fear

I no longer take orders pull your strap get killed

Come around my way warring Im’a black up still

All black in field mane what you did this for

Now I’m talkin to you waterboarded ribs all crushed

Should’ve killed me but you crossed me let it build all up

Someone labeled me a target now it’s real aww shucks

Lost it all last month already built back half

Let em talk let em stunt know they ain’t built like that

I done took the homie charges they ain’t real like that

I done carried homie coffins they ain’t feel like that

Sipping Starbucks reading Robert Greene fore the sunrise

Since I popped a perc been a minute tryna calm down

DM on that bullshit bitch need to calm down

Run up wit that full mmm let me hold my tongue now

New boy a punk get the pump knock his lungs out

Scared to get punched ok fuck it bring the guns out

We can take it anywhere you want bring the drums out

Pull up to the spot let’s get it on we ain’t gon run out

Death spoken on my name why you lying on the reaper

I can get your ass knocked off now for a feature

Pops side mob tied that’s famiglia per la vita

Please don’t make me make a call and have you wakin up in freezers

Take you all through hell nail clippers and some tweezers

Scalpels on the table i don’t think we even need them

Bitch I barely sleep I be up all night fighting demons

Jump up tryna breathe hard life got me reading

Scriptures sent to prison for the homeboys locked up

Been up in that system feeling known that why I got ya

Bitches on my line tryna trick me out the knot huh

Empty inside jack o lantern face carved up

Poker face bluff fear love but my cards tough

Fuck her til she tell me she in love but my guards up

Fuck her she ain’t shit I’m finna trust heart scarred up

Come up in the bricks ran wit thugs keep a hard mug

Hardy street met Twenty fore he even painted walls up

Southern street alley two they know I had that rod tucked

Taylor street by the tunnel after whipping hard up

All the way to N O with killers throwing their wards up

Bitch I’m a knight in shining armor I got my sword up

Used to pay more at the door now they can’t afford us

Who you know will stretch out a benz and make it a tour bus

Not pay the way for all they friends but open bigger doors up

Bore us you ain’t talking anything but money

Hoes a dime a fucking dozen I got brain soon as I want it

You ain’t special bitch do better you ain’t pretty when you flaunt it

She everything you is with extra seem sadity I know don’t it

I’ll take a wash rag and humble you

My bitch wake up and stunt on you

Have your self esteem more low down than the pussy that’s up under you

I don’t fuck with you I make that shit known ain’t no love

When they get gone oh well tough don’t hit my phone ain’t no trust

Bae I was wrong I’m hanging up go die alone bitch ain’t no us

Knew all along bitch wasn’t shit no time to argue with a slut

I got my money back up I got more than you

Might lease a mansion with a fountain and a gorgeous pool

Heard you having a lil trouble can’t afford to move

Funny thing about them tables how they always seem to turn

Guess hello from the other side rings more than true

Pray that things will be alright but nothing more for you

I’m about to say some shit that’s probably gon cut you deep

Your bitch dreaming bout my dick while she in your arms asleep

Know it hurts you can’t compete make matters worse you truly weak

Steady living off a bitch I used to spoil three times a week

Homeboys switching up I guess it’s fuck me again

Own blood turning on me why the love gotta end

Cause I ain’t give you no ends what you did to help me win

I remember ridicule you ain’t really finna win

Yeah it fucked wit me then but it really fueled inside

So I guess I should toss you a lil something for the drive

Amanda always gon ride kinda feel I did her wrong

Slick fell in love in school used to listen to my songs

Hated I was living wrong one of few knew I was on

Used to scoop off of Roanoke just two deep riding chrome

First time I got shot after rachel moved on

I was heart broke at mey’s talkin to tiffany on the phone

Listening while you read the bible telling me to keep strong

Chicken noodle soup ginger ale still can’t believe you gone

They don’t know the fucking half of all the pain I got inside me

I be sad and I be quiet go from laughing straight to violence

I ain’t happy that’s a lie that I’ve just mastered due to silence

Probably back fore me and pat was even trappin out the gardens

Hiding straps in the compartment of the honda living lawless

Homie burnt up all the work wanted to snap but I squashed it

I remembered when I did it me and boobie in the kitchen

Ain’t know shit bout water whippin burnt that shit up like some kinlin

Me and brittany scrubbing dishes plotting on a way to fix it

Left and caught a couple slippin across the river like let’s get it no fiction