Lyrics Our True Story - K Dot TheHoodFavorite , MoeMoney

This nigga don't smoke no weed
I might hit a fronto spliff every once in a while
In here fucking around with this hookah
Free all the shooters
Free the fucking gang
Shout out to the spliff makers and the risk takers
Ayo Dot let me talk to em

Devil on my shoulder I know this ain't how it's posed to be
Trying to get close to God but he keep taking people close to me
It's pain in every quote from me, I know y'all hear the hurt
On my knees asking God did you put me here to hurt
Hurt to hear we lost another one
Put my hammer down now I'm on a drill with my brother gun
Cuz Teil done lost another son
Tears from a mother's son, burning through my eyes
Cuz her sons in the grave and my mother in the skies
I don't bother with the why, cuz we all got an expiration
I just pray when I'm z'n they don't put me next to satan
Lately I been sleeping more
Trying to get closer to my dreams but I need TLC cuz them nightmares been creeping more
Niggas chasing waterfalls
Running for the drip
I'm chasing sales to keep the water on
Running for the drip
Cuz when the bills due, I do what Bill do, I turn to Microsoft
And I'm the same nigga even when my mic go off

This why you can't trust these niggas bro
That's why it's only the family gang
And you definitely can't trust these hoes
Fuck bitches get money
Shit'll never be what it use to be
Never
Gotta stack this bread nigga, see you at the top
But I ain't tripping
Me either

Look I'm gone put my feelings down on paper
You gone get the message later double back and they gone call me the greatest
Dripped down, shit rocking the latest
I care less about the fashion lil bro just showed a glock with the laser
I got some homies who been locked 4 summers
I got some homies that's too deep in the trenches play the block all summer
I switched states then I clocked more numbers
You know I'm plotting on a big bag
So the stick on my lap whenever I dip pass
Nights I roamed the field with the pipe but I was the blessed one
He'd kill me if he could so it's only right that I check son
I feel like God ain't want me to die or even stretch one
Shit I know myself and one body lead to the next one
You ain't gotta tell me about them missions I know so
I call it then we on it so bulletproof love for Loso
Let niggas dig they own grave now they gone stand in it
I heard you slimed your homie out all through the pandemic