truey eyes #service

[Intro]
I put the Status before my loved ones
This the Status

[Verse]
Sippin' hella henny so I can’t think about you
Poppin' hella bennys 'cause I can’t sleep without you
Truey on my eyes, so you think it’s make-believe
Eyeliner on my face, it’s Maybelline
I’ve been fucked up
I’ve been fucked over
Only see yo face when I’m not sober
Begging you come over
Ghostin' me, but wait, it’s June, it ain’t October
Love that I hate you, it’s bipolar
It’s lower than the Motorola
Grippin' dentical pistolas, need some closure
Body colder than the winter soldiers
Kept composure
But you should’ve seen the icicles all upon her shoulders, yuh

[Outro]
We got it all at the Status
You goin' to jail