True Story lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Intro]
We made it through the struggle
When you’re down bad
My mama good, my lil brother good
I take care my whole hood
Lil Mexico City to Edgewood n*gga
You know my motherf*cking life story
I don’t rap lies
Young Scooter!

[Hook]
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
With no bond money, you left your mama sad
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
Jugg a whole million dollars like you ain’t got a stash
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
All your friends disappear, n*gga this real rap
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
You got to do some time, your girl gon’ turn her back

[Verse 1]
I helped Scoop make a mill and he went dead broke
That sh*t hurt me to my heart but that’s my n*gga though
I probably owe him like a hundred bands to this day
All the dope me and Pimp f*cked up and didn’t pay
Ain’t pay pilots for that dummy, I ain’t have a dime
Finesse for 19 5, turned my life around
He was up and I was down, he told me go’n shine
Real OG, I salute him, he respect my grind
I was down bad, had no cash
Pimp was broke, Future was broke, waking up mad
I’m in jail, they caught me with everything I had
Grandma came through in the clutch, got out and bounced back
[Hook]
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
With no bond money, you left your mama sad
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
Jugg a whole million dollars like you ain’t got a stash
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
All your friends disappear, n*gga this real rap
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
You got to do some time, your girl gon’ turn her back

[Verse 2]
[?] turned me on to Keisha, took me to them people
Fell out and got it right and now we all eating
This a new life, look at all this ice
Before Diddy did his time we was living life
I jugged like 300 racks and that is real talk
Two million dollars worth of clothes, a condo for a closet
All my n*ggas locked up and they all out of state
Four four cases jugging, on a paper chase
Free Lil Nook, my n*gga down bad
Free Pep, Ralo, Corey, I miss my n*ggas, damn
Squeaky down bad, Tre came home
[?] gave a life sentence back, he coming home

[Hook]
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
With no bond money, you left your mama sad
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
Jugg a whole million dollars like you ain’t got a stash
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
All your friends disappear, n*gga this real rap
When you’re down bad, when you’re down bad
You got to do some time, your girl gon’ turn her back
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