Cover art for Tru Luv by DollaSignScetti
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Tru Luv Lyrics

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, boom

[Verse 1]
If you walk up, ho, you better squeeze
'Fore we send him a faceshot
Ran up the trap, made it hot like a hundred degrees
We still smokin' the same opp
Fuckin' my bestie, it's lit if she cummin' for me
I won't speak on her name and no never
Kiss and tell, know my mom raised me better
I nut on her face, leave a stain on her, uh
It's for life, you know we doin' better
Know a shooter who shootin' whoever
Outside with my knock, it don't matter the weather
Wanna line me, you better be clever
If he try and run down, he gettin' wet up
I got out of the hood, it's a set-up
.223 knocks, I'll be done when I let up
Smokin' on shh, think I'm wakin' the dead up
One up, two shots, mama told me to stop, but I love when I bend 'em
Won't drop me the addy, I up on his friends then
Ain't enough in that clip, well, you better extend that
If an opp on your block, well, you better defend that
Throw him in a box, to the grave, I'ma send that, like
Ayy, put him in a box, to the grave, I'ma—
[Interlude]
Early Sunday morning by a fire racing through his building in the Bronx
And after helping his grandmother out
Lucas, racing back up fourteen floors and carrying out a badly-burned little girl
She didn't make it, and, today, neither did he


[Verse 2]
Can't believe that you gone
If Jay get touched or the Lou, I'ma get back
I gotta let off for Shaun
They gon' love when you on, but she hate when I bend that, like
One, two, three, whole gang got knocks odee
Can't speak on shit, gon' see
MG or the B
Whichever one bigger, I gotta make space for the team
Moncler the coat, LV on my jeans
Why I high two-step when I walk on the scene
Fell in love with a snitch, thought that bitch was a fiend
If he jackin' the rakes, we gon' knock off his bean
Won't think 'bout a bitch, only chasin' this green
Flow told me to chill 'cause he know how I get, like
Hmm, he was flashin' the chop, he got left at the red light
Speak on my brother, we leavin' him dead, like
Shots in his face, I don't care what he said
One knock, two knock, can't shit by the bed, like
One flock, two flock, we keepin' 'em feed, like
We got the wetties
She lovin' my song, wanna fuck, it's a betty
It's a feel new Scetti
I been had the knock, let me know when you ready

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