TRUE STORIES

Verse:
Mama said “What you gonna do?
Them Miles get lonely
You a different Kind of Blue
Preparing for this journey
You a different kind of you
But before you get to tripping
Know you got to tie your shoes”
Pop said “Got dammit
You know I’m gonna miss you,
Men ain’t supposed to cry
But why didn’t I bring my tissue
Funny growing up
Independence was your issue
Now you independent
And dicking labels that tried to diss you
So give a kiss to your sister
Save one for your mom
Don’t care about you blowing up
We just want you to be the bomb
Feel like heroes when see what we Spawned
On the CD-ROM
You used to mow these lawns.”
Sister said “You know I’m so proud
Remember when you used
to play that Stevie Wonder
So loud
But not even Stevie Wonders
Bet even he knows now
You the new pimp juice
Slinging Vokals
Remember when the flows wasn’t tight
And the shows wasn’t killing
And the hoes wouldn’t bite
You gotta respect it
I rocks the message
They love your Vibe
I love your Essence”
Mm, say no more
Brings tears to my eyes
What you say those for?
Funny y’all love ‘em
Ya’ll the ones I made those for
Y’all the fire ‘till my flame
Cant blaze no Morehouse College

Chorus:
These are true stories
Even true lies
Tell the truth for me
And may the truth rise
Told ‘em these are true stories
But even truth lies
Finding true glory
Staring in truth’s eyes

Verse:
Grandma said “you gone always be my baby
Morehouse man, I can’t believe you graduated
Living in Atlanta now, I heard you had a lady
Hate you left
And hate to say it
But somebody had to make it
Auntie said “Babyboy you gone always just be Brother
Looking in your face
I’ma always see your mother
Something like Sunday dinner
Grandma biscuits with the butter
Know the world can gone and hate you baby
We gone always love you
Rob said “You was just more like my little bro
You was little so
I was overprotective
Checking niggas in the throat
Nah I wasn’t being mean
I was letting niggas know
Let you drink a little brew
And inhale a little dro’
Woah
Dough said “Damn, ‘lil homie
It’s looking like yo ass is the man ‘lil homie
This yo Yeezy Everything I Am, ‘lil homie
It’s funny, this ain’t nothing you ain’t plan ‘lil homie

Chorus:
These are true stories
Even true lies
Tell the truth for me
And may the truth rise
Told ‘em these are true stories
But even truth lies
Finding true glory
Staring in truth’s eyes