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TRUE INTENTIONS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
TRUE INTENTIONS was released on February 28, 2026 by MMB as a part of the album TRUE INTENTIONS - Single
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Release DateFebruary 28, 2026
LabelMMB
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris G Grantling
Chris G Grantling
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris G Grantling
Chris G Grantling
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris G Grantling
Chris G Grantling
Engineer

Lyrics

Put my trust in a bitch she turned around and fucking, played with my feelings
Can't give her no more love, think I'm in the process of healing
Drunk so much in one night, think I fucked up both of my kidneys
When you get a **** mad, he gon' turn around, show you his true intentions
How you tell me that you love me, then get mad, tell me it was fuck me
Almost oded of them pills when I made it doctor said that I was lucky
And everybody who said fuck me heard the news and said they love me
Told my partners we'll make it with this shit, just hold on, trust me
Cut off my day, one they was funny, ****, don't judge me
Too many sleepless nights with this shit, I had to show them I was hungry
Vacuum seal through the mail, had to find a way to get this money
Every day gon' be rainy days if you try to play with my money
Breaking' up this brick all night, the reason I'm tired
Can't bring everybody with you to the top, ****, I tried
Shit broke my heart when they said my brother had died
Damn near threw up, cause a **** can't stop cryin
Try to finish my album ****, I'm gettin' too tired
Bitch mad I ain't call, popped a yerk and got too fried
Bitch said I'm always lyin, she can give a fuck if I die
Brodie took his own life, I'm still wondering why
This bitch wanna do me wrong, I don't even know why I try
**** happy on the outside, inside I'm tired
Yeah, ****, diss on my name, there ain't nowhere you could hide
Can't trust none of y'all **** if y'all ain't down to go and slide
Bitch said she wanna bag, fuck that bitch, I'll go and buy you a purse
Same ****, diss my name, four weeks later, put his ass straight in the hearse
I'm tryna hop out the back with a button and walk down on em, and shoot like Kurr
The bitch so bad, by the bitch what she want, the bitch, my brand-new coats with furr
My old bitch callin' my phone, leave me alone, I don't give a fuck about her
Slap a 30 inside of the drac, I'ma bail out blowin' the turn white boy into
Lamar, not kendrick but Jackson, hang out the window and call play action
Remember the times I had gave up on rappin, now these hoes on my dick imma beat the hoe back in
Put my trust in a bitch, she turn around and fuckin' play with my feelings
Can't give out no more love, think I'm in the process of the healing
Drunk so much in one night, think I fucked up both of my kidneys
Written by: Chris G Grantling
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