Shad Da God - True lyrics

[Intro: Future] (Wheezy outta here) [Chorus: Shad da God] 'Cause true (Yeah this sh*t true) Gotta ask my conscience what to do I don't wanna make the wrong move (Wrong move) They say one slip up, you can lose (Slip up, slip up, slip up) Lil' baby, you got your drip for sure, yeah And don't worry I'm 'bout my commas like Des Garcion (True) And then got some (Bankroll) I really wanna cuff you and make you mine Know it's against the rules but I'm trying, go And I know it's against the rules but I'm- [Verse 1: Shad da God] Geekin like I'm Rick James I'm off the sh*t Having molly and I came through with some with some sacks of the grits (Let's go) She be like hold on boy you gotta have some rythm with this (Some rythm one with this)" I be like "Girl I'll leave you shivering got cuts on my wrist, even though it's icy" If I didn't know no better I thought that was pricey I once fell in love with lil' boricua (Puerto rican, muhfu*ka) If it was badder than a baby that came off Simpson (Westside) And she was out the hood herself then I couldn't knock it I'm use to rockin' these skinnies, with them racks up in my pocket Gamblin' with my life, I'm driving this Benz like a rocket Drip is too contagious, all these ni**as wanna jock it (Wheezy outta here) Better watch the way I'm move with these skeezers [Chorus: Shad da God] 'Cause it's true (Yeah this sh*t true) Gotta ask my conscience what to do I don't wanna make the wrong move (Wrong move) They say one slip up, you could lose (Slip up, slip up, slip up) Lil' baby, you got your drip on you, for sure, yeah Don't worry I'm 'bout my commas like Des Garcion (True) And then got some (Bankroll) I really wanna cuff you and make you mine Know it's against the rules but I'm trying, yeah [Verse 2: Gunna] I know it's against the rules, but I'm tryin' to (Too) Keep this sh*t together and stay down for you (For you) We can change the weather, fix the altitude You got me second-guessin', don't know what to do (To do) You claim I'm actin' brand new (Brand new) Baby, tell me what to do (What to do) You thought you was slick, I keep it cool (I keep it cool) But you couldn't walk a mile inside my shoe And I'm just tellin' you the truth Teachin', yeah, I'll teach you like school I'll let you break the rules, I'll tell you what's the move I travel with a tool, didn't come to lose (Wheezy outta here), I don't play the fool [Chorus: Shad da God] 'Cause true (Yeah this sh*t true) Gotta ask my conscience what to do (Okay) I don't wanna make the wrong move (Wrong move) They say one slip up, you can lose (Slip up, slip up, slip up) Lil' baby, you got your drip on you, for sure, yeah & Don't worry I'm 'bout my commas like Des Garcion (True) And then got some (Bankroll) I really wanna cuff you and make you mine Know it's against the rules but I'm trying, yeah