Prod by Samo - True Romance True lyrics

[Verse 1: Hope Wright] She my muf**in' n***a though She always with me when I'm getting dough; thats Rich or poor Spirits high when the digits low. Giving shotguns; ghetto mistletoe Sitting shotgun, never driven slow Too loyal. How that sound? She say I'm 'too loyal' "You love too hard and all them friends you got are too spoiled" "You always deep in all their turmoil" "I wouldn't trade you for the world Poppi, you know I'd die for you" [Hook] True Romance Its all I ever need True Romance True! True! True! [Verse 2: Hope Wright] Its all sh** talk and smiles when the ghetto boo fall through Hitting since, "This is My Car too!". Hard too We look good in malls too I guess her Exs ain't all that stupid Gold hoops in, ball cap Brewers ("M for Marquis") Blow a L at a sunset. She don't trip on old conquests Its not like they're bomb threats How she say? They're just 'small steps' to her From that angle guess my Exs ain't all that stupid Bust back, bust my gun when cops chase Over confident. My low fade and her cute face Dear God. Meet the Bad Asses When we go, I hope we go blasting; thats all I ask for [Hook] True Romance Its all I ever need True Romance True! True! True!