Yours Truly

Dear listeners

I hope y’all doing well, hope y’all ain’t missing this
I just wrote a note, i just hope it addresses some rumors
All the bullshit, sorry for my language
Guess i gotta be real
Part of me numb, part of me burning
Guess too much hate got me fading
Conversations getting crazy
Situations y’all be creating, don’t exist in mind
Y’all been taking all that crazy shit
Guess Rich never been the same
I call that growth, y’all just call that change
Created a path that was real to me
Y’all made up stories just to hate on me
The real recognize real, they still will me
Too much muhf-ckas lurking in the industry
Still got 2 hands, still walking free
Still got a fucking flow that could flood the city
Still walk the damn streets solo, you’ll find me
All you fuck boys gossip, never pulled up on me
If you fuck boys real, come pull up on me
Be careful who you call your homies
One move, to get upper on you
They gonn’ switch up on you
Just to get a couple steps ahead
Same f-ckers on the other hand
Accepting all the thrash
M-hfucka, takes 2 to clap
Can’t trust no man, even when it’s fam
Fuck what y’all thought
Fuck that voodoo thing
Guess bullshit stories spark interest
Guess y’all know me better than i know me
Guess y’all know me better than my family
Fuck y’all, just know i’m doing fucking well
Its yours truly…

Let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain on me
Watch blessings fall right on me
Just know i’m doing so fucking well
Its your truly

Let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain on me
Watch blessings fall right on me
Just know i’m doing so fucking well
Signing off, it's your truly