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foolio – true story pt 1 lyrics

[intro]
(drum dummie)
(cashmoneyap)
6
ayy, ayy, i’m finna run this lil story to ya’ll real quick, man, ’bout this jit, this jit named 6
(dj swift on the track)
man, this n+gga here was crazy
facts, all facts
(mook got the keys jumping)

[verse]
let me run you this lil story ’bout this jit from the 6
seventh grade, he got a pistol, fell in love with this sh+t
then he turned fifteen, he got shot ’bout this sh+t (uh+huh, d+mn)
(ayy, though, six)
it was 7 o’clock, it was his first day of school
a opp died that morning, f+ck n+gga made the news
i was smoking on that n+gga, on bus frontin’ my move
went to school in they hood, i ain’t have nun sh+t to lose
it was fourth period, i was finna f+cking fight (fight)
three opps tried jump me, i still ain’t bye bye (nah)
i’m all in they face booting, like this beef sh+t what i like (what i like)
after school, hide on they bus ’cause that sh+t that was on sight (it was on sight, d+mn)
f+ck, d+mn, why the f+ck i ain’t had my burner? (d+mn, d+mn)
i my head i made a wish like timmy turner (timmy turner)
it’s like them n+ggas wrote a plot, it’s like a journal
ten minutes later, i got shot up on the turner (what the f+ck?)
he hit the alley, let off fifty with his dirty k (with his dirty k)
i ain’t gon’ cap, man, that p+ssy hit me above the waist
i was crawling for my life in that alleyway
but i ain’t f+cked trip ’cause his homie died that day (facts)
in the hospital, i’m plotting on my getback (on my getback)
’cause on lil kendre, swear to god, jit, i need that (jit, i need that)
i had a hundred shooters waiting with me, waiting in west jax
ya’ll wanna hear the rest of this story, well, i’mma run that (i’mma run that)
okay, so+and+so had called, saying, “jit, where you at?” (where you at?)
they say, “we finna pull up on you in this dirty splat” (in the splat)
i saw thirty glocks before i saw thirty racks (facts)
we pulled all through they hood like, “n+gga, where you at?” (n+gga, where you at?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, we did a drill that same day (yeah, yeah)
i robbed his dawg then i got robbed, that’s how the game play (yeah, yeah)
i got lowkey like michael jordan did the fade away (facts)
and when i popped out, went to bucking just like tampa bay (tampa bay)
this the end of the story, i’m finna finish sh+t (finish it)
paragraph, man, i’m tryna dot these sentences (sentences)
moral of the story, these n+ggas know we k!lling sh+t
and like a baby diaper, these p+ssy boys know i’m with the sh+t (with the sh+t)
yeah, we got some new opps, we got some new glocks (new glocks)
got his location on, we got the new drop (the new drop, ayy)
he think he sl!ck, he tryna chill at his old spot
make a n+gga spin his like like a baby bottle top
uhh, man, today it was a crazy day (crazy day)
how the f+ck did i get shot with that dirty k? (dirty k)
foolio, jit popping like father’s day
and moral of the story we turned your dawg name to a holiday (holiday, n+gga)
[outro]
b+tch, we turned your dawg name to a holiday
yuh, p+ssy ass n+gga (facts)
you know what the f+ck happened, yuh
n+gga i got shot, n+gga 6 got shot and n+ggas know what happened after that, b+tch
p+ssy, real don dada (ayy, 6)
stupid ass n+gga, yeah, 6
today was a crazy day
yuh, i’mma, i’mma drop that part 2 soon, i’mma let y’all know the rest of it
you send shot but you ain’t hit sh+t
i’mm let y’all know the rest of this sh+t, it’s gonna be a part 2, don’t even worry
real facts, all facts, no rap cap
i rock, i rock ‘locs, why the f+ck would i cap?
man, forreal, 6

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