Lyrics Need It So Bad - William Truelove

I be workin' so hard these days, boy
I be goin' so hard these days, boy
Throwing shade at me, you just a lame boy

We ain't in the same league, you just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys

Real substance with the melody and flow, boy
I'ma put 50k in my marketing and I'm takin' off
I got the talent, my hard work gon pay off
I done told you, I'ma put the city on my back

I'ma be the running back and the quarterback
Bring the parade to my city like I'm Ja Morant
It's a Truelove song, you know they gotta run it back
R&B singer and I made that fire afro beat track

I ain't even black like that, it just came naturally
They love Truelove in the African community
Even My Indian people say they fuck with me
And the white fan base, you know they rate me
God blessed me with this energy
Y'all only turn up when it's Hennessy, boy

And my girl Nubian, she a queen, boy
I don't drink or do drugs no more, I'm a natural boy
When you're confident, they be steady hating, boy
Don't need no blue tick cause I'm certified Truelove boy
I got so much more in store, I can't stop now
Your hate can't stop me now
Got too much love inside me
Got a chip on my shoulder since I was born
I'ma always prove y'all wrong
Only God can stop me now

Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
I need it so bad, I need it so bad
I need it so bad, I need it so bad, yeah, yeah

I need it, I need it, I need it
I be working so hard these days, boy
Ooh
I be going so hard these days, boy

This ain't even on the album, boy
I be giving y'all free music, boy
These are album-worthy songs, oh my God
Yeah, I got a cold, but I serve my base like Future

Yeah, I got a cold, but I'm still singing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, I call myself Drake of the city, I know
All you rappers sound like some clones
What the fuck you gon' do
I'm the breath of fresh air that this city needed
Without me, so boring
You all had all these years, and you didn't do nothing
Now it's Truelove season
Me and my brothers, we gon' run it yeah
What you gon' do about it yeah
Pass that Tussin Im throwing shots back like I'm Baakio

Yeah, I'm the most loved and the most hated
I'm provocative like that, God made me this way
You gon' hate me anyways, put a target on me
I got so much love inside me, hate can never faze me
I don't freestyle much, but my thoughts, they be intrusive lately
I survived that car crash, I'm so grateful, baby
You know I always come through for my people and my lady
Just believe in what I'm saying and I'm doing, yeah

Truelove album and the fashion show is gonna be too lit, Ill show ya