OG Boobie Black - True Story lyrics
[Intro:] Yeah, motherf**ers wanted to know so I had to tell 'em Y'all always wonderin' why I got my arm under my shirt You always askin' questions, man b**bie Black got sum' tucked, you hear me? I'm from the Magnolia, true story, you heard me? [First verse:] The story goes on about my life in the game My past been a motherf**er, but it ain't no thang My life is that wrist, but I'm still in the bricks Committed murders and 90s n***as wanna send hits Got banged up in the 'Nolia with the K Stop bussin' back and I got that b**h a** n***a out my way I'm layin' on the drum, I'm bout to die, this sh** is real I'm in a blood pool with my hand on my steel I'm mad as a motherf**er, blooded like a hoe My mac ain't neva still smokin' from them shells that got off Here comes the ambulance and the f**in' Five-O's They askin' many questions but I act like I don't know I'm on the way to the hospital holdin' on The paramedics tellin' me I gotta be strong I wonder will I die, that's what the f** I'm thinkin' I know I'm f**ed up because I see my arm hangin' We at our destination, my body's into pain The nurses and the doctors tryna found out my name They sendin' me to surgery, they sayin' I'm in critical I'm layin' on the table with a body full of holes The doctor got a gasmask pointin' on my face I'm gettin' kinda sleepy but I'm tryna stay awake The sh** that I'm stressin' is muthaf**in' real You livin' by the steel, you die by the steel I hope that I would make it to see another day Lord knows if I do a lotta n***as gonna pay I put that on my family, you b**hes betta know But if I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go [Interlude:] See that's what it is When you in that field you see the k**er get k**ed, you heard me And back in the game, when I was gettin' it in, n***as was gettin' k**ed [Second verse] This sh** is hectic, I'm on the life support I'm lookin' at my people, my body full of dope Tubes everywhere, from my nose to my dick I'm real f**ed up with this hospital sh** My muthaf**in' arm, they had to amputate it They say they couldn't save it cuz the ligaments was shredded A lotta f**in' flowers, a lotta f**in' cards A lotta f**in' disses from all kinda broads I get the f**in' word, my n***as put in work Another homicide, a n***a deep in the dirt A few months later I'm feelin' kinda betta I'm ready fo' the streets and I'm down fo' whateva Got a few gats, Mac11 and the Tech I pack that f**in' drama, hit it straight to the projects Lookin' fo' my enemy, young n***a's and his clique I heard when I got shot up they was all talkin' sh** So n***as disrespectin' cause I'm comin' with that heat I'm 'bout retaliation put me six feet deep My gat's gonna blessure, you get the f**in' picture? And muthaf**in' right, whoeva loved you gonna miss you You a dead n***a