Cadence Weapon - True Story lyrics

now i heard... that cadence weapon... he said this.. i can't believe he's f**ing her this plays out like romance novel involving hearts and hobbles i heard homegirl does the head bobble for any john in the district, city or county i slop up the goods like bounty like i heard she got on that head like a bounty now even though i heard he's gay he's gotta show on the 8th would you come see' em play? it's too snug-fit, you can see the cellphone imprint covered by stone-washed labels and armor and though he's a charmer this is held as a defensive mechanism to deflect his sparks of empriority and i've seen him with Wilding and you know what that means he's a clean-cut scenester "archaic" type to me and the median express with the city and breath and i'll talk sh** to anyone who'll listen who am i? you bore me now who who*ed me out aligory i label "a true story" put those paints and claims to good use make up messes and hope to find prove i speak good facts to people at the scrap but i only run rumors like fleetwood mac the inviting is incredible and he's writing is illegible but i think the word and paragraph are 3rd to Stephanie rhymebook livebook, joker smoker he owes poker pals will catch a "roker" like al you don't lose weight like drug stick-ups thug pickups, he wears nikes since he heard his own songs i pray like james when i rip, the only difference is i didn't make up any of this sh** but you know i was at a house party and he made an eyeball playlist and he was so pretentious i mean refused to speak but i never introduced myself but he's awful weak he's the famous one, he should intiate and intrigue conversation, he's like 1/3 diplomat a real "santana" type you bore me now who who*ed me out aligory i label "a true story" put those paints and claims to good use make up messes and hope to find prove cadence weapon called her "a b**h" and claimed her miscarriage was scam he called like a priest i only say "peace" because i say what i mean i never hated anyone who's ever hurt me blackout's and booze-a-thons bro-downs, ballerblocks cause great bounties around the rumor mill shift and he rumbles with a switch and murmurs with it too but there's only so much that one man can prove and i will argue that you don't know Sherri like i do everything you've heard is probably not true every single word is pointed against you your a kin with the firing line, dead generals and general, i'm led and fed intervals and O.D like T.O, you seek prose and smoke beats but hope sleeps for Nebo, middle name: Theo you bore me now who who*ed me out aligory i label "a true story" put those paints and claims to good use make up messes and hope to find prove