True Colors (feat. Ken & Cye)

Nine missed calls I see you wanna talk it out Percocet, bitch, I don't wanna talk it out I'm just gon' flood my wrist, put my bitch a AP I told you all my problems, you took em' and you hurt me I be drinkin' Codiene, baby, when I be feelin' lonely Baby, can we work, baby, would, you kill me slowly Girl, you showin' true colors, don't you hurt me I got you celine and if you want it, she rachet, texas, blue bonnet She suck on dick like a tonic, she wanna fight, but I'm not with that shit Baby, you know you lucky, you a bad-ass bitch I can see your true colors, you can't hide that shit I just want you to know, you act like others You tryna come back to me, want me to make you a mother Don't matter where you at to me, see your true colors Shawty beggin' for a baby, turn around, shawty gon' throw that ass up She wanna f*ck the kid, I told her, where the f*ck the cash at She want me be a bad-ass, she want niggas with big guns I can't build that shit up, she wanna take a big gun Don't call that rebel, baby, when you told these dicks guns She don't want like two guns, she don't want to have my kids on She just want to have some fun She wanna get on some block, yeah, yeah, that's what she want Nine missed calls I see you wanna talk it out Percocet, bitch, I don't wanna talk it out I'm just gon' flood my wrist, put my bitch a AP I told you all my problems, you took em' and you hurt me I be drinkin' Codiene, baby, when I be feelin' lonely Baby, can we work, baby, would, you kill me slowly Girl, you showin' true colors, don't you hurt me Yeah, they tryna choose colors I told the truth when I said I wouldn't shoot you like no other What goes around, it come around, I hit a nigga with that hunnid rounds Ooh, yeah, oh, yeah Tryna listen to my conscience, but she won't be the same Feedin' lies like it's colors, they paintin' pictures Quick to change on me, but I'll get up with you Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh, oh When you left me, you put me down, so I can't show mercy now Keep on showin' true colors, what goes around, come around Yeah, true colors, yeah, true colors True colors, true colors, true colors, true colors Nine missed calls I see you wanna talk it out Percocet, bitch, I don't wanna talk it out I'm just gon' flood my wrist, put my bitch a AP