(True, where the fuck you at?)

Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream

I guess it came true not to fuck up my jeans

Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs

Locked up, only place I was goin' was sleep

Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition notebook and that pen

**** locked down, you ain't got no friends

**** locked down, you ain't got no bitch

They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands

I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can

I told my momma I ain't going to jail no more and I did that shit again

I feel them people don't want me to win

I know where I been, I could never forget to remind me

I take a look at my jit, spread my wings

They don't want me to win

Hotboii seen them MACs, everything he shot gon' get premiered

All I want for **** know not to play with me, I don't wanna be feared

How you want smoke? Boy, you ain't got no funds

All you do is post guns, that shit weird

Runnin' with the K, lil ****, I could coach ya, do it for the culture 'cause I'm that real

I had a dream like Luther, no lick

Dreamed that I had ten hoes in my bed

Dreamed I had caught a R.I.C.O.

Dreamed I got away from the feds

Long live the King of Illinois

You can't say the V without Roy

It feel like a dream without snoring

Rest up 23, don't mean Jordan

See how I was ventin' in it, just my pen and composition

I didn't want to trust these women, following my intuition

Bottled up my inner feelings until I explode

We got water bed for wet dreams, I don't want to be woke

Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream

I guess it came true not to fuck up my jeans

Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs

Locked up, only place I was goin' was sleep

Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition notebook and that pen

**** locked down, you ain't got no friends

**** locked down, you ain't got no bitch

They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands

I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can

I told my momma I ain't going to jail no more and I did that shit again

I feel them people don't want me to win

I know where I been, I could never forget to remind me

I take a look at my jit, spread my wings

They don't want me to win

I'll be sipping, I don't get drunk no more

I won't even be one and give a fuck no more

I'll be drinking out of the bottle like my car was broke

Got a crush on parmesan, I can't love no ho

Can't love no more

I don't got love for more

Heart so cold, I don't got love for folk

You are that, nothing more