Rumors (feat. Mattie Ice)

They gone paint that image like you a bad person, just to make them feel good A image don't define who you are, you define who you are, f*ck the rumors Things will get better before it gets worse, yeah They want my face up on a shirt, yeah They speaking bad up on my name they want me missing All the stories they make up, they believe that bullshit Man I riding in that 4 door car swerving Ima rollercoaster but I know I'm worth it These bitches stay inside my eyes I close my curtains And I done healed from all this pain no more hurting If that bitch doing that subpar got to move around I don't f*ck lame hoe when I'm inside got to make a sound And for my bitch ill beat a bitch up ain't no pound for pound Headshot hit a nigga top missing baby yeah like a cap and gown I got my head up and her face down She try to runaway, hit from the back, screaming my name out She told her friends bout the good dick, got her insane now I tried to run out the crib no Shannon Brown, baby did a chase down Why these bitches all in my face now When I'm tied up and I'm locked down They want to pop out, when sun out, and my name out And why these niggas all on my dick, i don't want a son now You cant believe what a bitch, got to come find out They really telling lies to the world, keeping you away from me I'm a good man with a heart, I can show you things You suppose to be on my side and stay with me Even when im broke from the inside side, she still embracing me Things will get better before it gets worse, yeah They want my face up on a shirt, yeah They speaking bad up on my name they want me missing All the stories they make up, they believe that bullshit Man I riding in that 4 door car swerving Ima rollercoaster but I know I'm worth it These bitches stay inside my eyes I close my curtains And I done healed from all this pain no more hurting They throwing dirt on my name, they just want my place Bae I got the key to your hurt, I can't be replaced Niggas hate throwing shade up, but smile up in your face No matter what haters say, your going to be my bae Aye, shopping sprees and expensive things Girl ill buy you the finer things Cashing out on everything Your ex bro can't f*ck with me Racks stuffed all in my jeans Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Locked in buy anything Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Things will get better before it gets worse, yeah They want my face up on a shirt, yeah They speaking bad up on my name they want me missing All the stories they make up, they believe that bullshit Man I riding in that 4 door car swerving Ima rollercoaster but I know I'm worth it These bitches stay inside my eyes I close my curtains And I done healed from all this pain no more hurting