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(Turn Me Up Josh) (Ayo Bleu) (Young Cutta run it up) True feelings (True feelings) Wake up in the night and I think about granny True feelings (True feelings) And I love my bitch, I share my addy True feelings (True feelings) I got off drugs, I don't feel like an addict True feelings (True feelings) I love the streets, they respect my daddy And to be honest Ain't in the streets, we goin' down And to be honest I swear this cash, it turn you sad And to be honest And I kept on goin', I kept tryin' And to be honest You know I keep on goin', I feel like I'm dyin' I give you my heart, just know my pain attached Too deep in bonds when I'm payin' cash This money counter saved me a lot of hands You cross me once, can't get another chance Letras de cancionesTook the strippers down in San Fran' I get called out to his best friend Half time, my jammer fucked up my damn pants 'Cause you my brother, your friends ain't none of my friends I told on Trey but he ain't understand He fell in love with her only friend The opps so goofy, his friend is OnlyFans Too high off thirty, that's why I be poppin' tens My brother got shot, say he gonna get shot again V. Roy been real ever since we locked it in Paid off my time, it's actually goin' big They got your statement, I say I'm goin' to see it I knew I was goin' to jail when I lost my hearin' That shit get too close, then they disappear I text my momma when I woke up to millions And I kept cheesin' like this life is brilliant True feelings (True feelings) Wake up in the night and I think about granny True feelings (True feelings) And I love my bitch, I share my addy True feelings (True feelings) I got off drugs, I don't feel like an addict True feelings (True feelings) I love the streets, they respect my daddy And to be honest Ain't in the streets, we goin' down And to be honest I swear this cash, it turn you sad And to be honest And I kept on goin', I kept tryin' And to be honest You know I keep on goin', I feel like I'm dyin' And to be honest And to be honest From Letras Mania