Truly Yours

True statements aren’t arrogant Y’all taught me here in America I’ve been feeling myself, getting my wealth dealt Though I don’t care for it Last year, been to my hell Only made me stronger Only made me colder, homie Y’all made me this Casanova I still sound like Southern California This isn’t the real thing Called her an Uber Pool, it’s not the real thing She wants Subaru with the filled tank And she’s happy long as all the bills paid (I can't live like that) Thank God, skinny’s back in style How you think I traded 1 for 3? And I don't have the time for them all wanting me I don't have the time, I mean honestly This shit creeps (Wait, wait, wait) Wait, it’s always funny to see their pics and be like, wait How are you 13 going on 30 in 3 years So that’s how white people age This path that I’m going might be the way Shit, I know I’m going highly astray Just remind me to save I’ve been enjoying the view so no photos Your IG is fake You hear those tick-tocks I’m trying to limit to my wristwatch All at your day jobs counting time When you’re young, what’s out of sight ain’t out of mind Stay gold, gold, gold, gold Take a look at around at where we at, like Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I'm freer than ever before, now let's go Ay, these are my letters to you, this is truly yours Waiting ’til they say this city’s truly yours Man I just gave my life some new decor Time waits on no man I've seen it on too many faces Their glory days gone But this is my story’s page one of too many pages I’m always possessive of what I don't own I flew virgin just to come f*ck you Got you thirsty, but you’re a jungle Hope its a phase where I’m so distrustful 'Cause that’s really not in my nature I’ve been impatient but taking the route that's the safest We grew up looking to pay less The money good, time to focus on the basics Which for me has always been the playlist She said she had commitment issues, I celebrated (Celebrated) Get this dick up in you, you celebrated (Celebrated) Getting on some Himalaya elevation (Celebrated) Your eyes so wide, acting animated I told her, hit me up when you're back in town She said, you just wanna sleep with me right? I said, I wanna play a little cat and mouse Won't stop 'til I get a Ciroc sponsorship Then I’ll only drink it ironically Sometimes, I'm all talk, no responsibility But you just gotta give me autonomy Don’t follow me, no apologies If you do, that’s the policy Mama, I’m sorry I don’t come back home enough But the 212 wants all of me, yeah (Come back home, come back home, come back) You hear those tick-tocks I’m trying to limit to my wristwatch All at your day jobs counting time When you’re young, what’s out of sight ain’t out of mind Stay gold, gold, gold, gold Take a look at around at where we at, like Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I'm freer than ever before, now let's Yeah They Skyped to see if I was really okay I just haven’t ever been this free It's hard to me to see past one night But it's the first time I could truly say I’m doing me Whoa Ay, these are my letters to you, this is truly yours Waiting ’til they say this city’s truly yours Don’t you be wanting me to be truly yours Cause time waits on no man I’ve seen it on too many faces Their glory days gone But this is my story’s page one Nothing that you could relate with Late bloomer cause I never get there on time (Give me my time!) Fashionably late cause my fifteen of fame always set on my mind (Always set on my mind, set on my mind) Guess I’m just optimistic, believe I’ma finish quicker than realistic Mission statement: getting payment, getting faded, women-laying I could do more Get ready for the fight and get the weigh-in Yeah Truly yours