truth be told

To my friend, my friend I gotta whole soul cry Soul flying Said hold on Said hold on I left my family in 2017 and it ain't been the same I think my people hiding under something It's probably all our pain Yea, but in high school I had went and got 3 rings I took that shit to college The last year came, niggas took me out the game But I can't be mad A bad situation gave a bad mind frame I was living toxic, staying afloat, knowing my ship could sink I thought this money could change everything And yes lord, it did I'ma thank that old white man for giving my ass a scholarship But as I grow older, I peep this energy now on different levels I turned my pain into passion, now we got different schedules And my sister good, she called me said Vanderbilt her college I told her any mountain come, you know we fuckin' climb it But I just want be happy Got a foreign car, pop my shit in traffic And no, I don't even like it Why you want be my wife if I can't fuckin' trust you End of discussion I ain't bluffing No nigga, I ain't rushing I ain't rushing And I really put away them bands last year nigga, for real I thought I was up and then I realized that money ain't nothing Then my old potna called my phone trying to plot something I'm like, nigga why is you bluffing, I know you ain't got it Can somebody come get his ass I hop in foreign coupes nigga and hit the gas It's only a few girls I ever loved The sad part, they all up in the past And I know I got racks, I'm in my bag But money ain't everything nigga You can still be rich and still be going out sad And I don't even f*ck with nobody No, I don't even talk to nobody These hoes in the club don't excite me I need me a good girl beside me Somebody to come to make me better She go move so light like a feather All I gotta go do is stack cheddar Bitch I'm a king, need Coretta Hold on Bitch I'm a king, need Coretta Hold on Bitch I'm a king, need Coretta Hold on Bitch I'm the king, need Coretta Hold on And I'm tired of questioning intentions around me I don't know who solid and I don't know who I gotta get from round me I don't know who got it and I don't know who fucking doubt me But I know who rocking until the end, that's why I'm cocky But now I pop out, people say they love my music And whoever truly proud of me, tell em all that we can do it Feel like a living prodigy, think I be too influenced My moms been through it all so if I got it, she won't lose it I said, hold on Hold on Just hold on Hold on Now, show em how you ball now How you ball now nigga How you ball now How you ball now nigga How you ball now How you ball now nigga How you ball now How you ball now nigga