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(Turn Me Up Josh)
(Ayo Bleu)
(Young Cutta run it up)
True feelings (True feelings)
Wake up in the night and I think about granny
True feelings (True feelings)
And I love my bitch, I share my addy
True feelings (True feelings)
I got off drugs, I don’t feel like an addict
True feelings (True feelings)
I love the streets, they respect my daddy
And to be honest
Ain’t in the streets, we goin’ down
And to be honest
I swear this cash, it turn you sad
And to be honest
And I kept on goin’, I kept tryin’
And to be honest
You know I keep on goin’, I feel like I’m dyin’
I give you my heart, just know my pain attached
Too deep in bonds when I’m payin’ cash
This money counter saved me a lot of hands
You cross me once, can’t get another chance
Took the strippers down in San Fran’
I get called out to his best friend
Half time, my jammer f*cked up my damn pants
‘Cause you my brother, your friends ain’t none of my friends
I told on Trey but he ain’t understand
He fell in love with her only friend
The opps so goofy, his friend is OnlyFans
Too high off thirty, that’s why I be poppin’ tens
My brother got shot, say he gonna get shot again
V. Roy been real ever since we locked it in
Paid off my time, it’s actually goin’ big
They got your statement, I say I’m goin’ to see it
I knew I was goin’ to jail when I lost my hearin’
That shit get too close, then they disappear
I text my momma when I woke up to millions
And I kept cheesin’ like this life is brilliant
True feelings (True feelings)
Wake up in the night and I think about granny
True feelings (True feelings)
And I love my bitch, I share my addy
True feelings (True feelings)
I got off drugs, I don’t feel like an addict
True feelings (True feelings)
I love the streets, they respect my daddy
And to be honest
Ain’t in the streets, we goin’ down
And to be honest
I swear this cash, it turn you sad
And to be honest
And I kept on goin’, I kept tryin’
And to be honest
You know I keep on goin’, I feel like I’m dyin’
And to be honest
And to be honest
