[Intro: Isaac the Kid & Stephen Patrick]
It's True Fiction bitch
It's 2020
*gggggggggrat*
Let's get this

Meow meow meow

[Verse 1: Stephen Patrick]
'Lotta dark days
Full 360 on the highway
Thought my life might change
Tell the truth, I didn't feel a thing
Tell the truth, I don't feel a thing
Been so long kinda missed the pain
Hydroplane, kinda miss the rain
I don't feel anything!

I wanna go away
I wanna blow my brains
Don't got time to fade away
Lemme alone, lemme alone
I don't got shit to say
I don't remember your name
Could give a fuck about fame
She wanna fuck, I'm like same

Feeling like Drizzy
I hit the beat and I float
Feeling so cold, need a coat
She tryna roll up, I don't even smoke

N***as talking about borders
N***a Trump is out of order
Stacking up racks like a hoarder
My bitch ain't a dime, she a quarter

Moving slow like a tortoise
Weed got me retarded
Don't give a fuck
When I get therapy it's over for you n***as

[Verse 2: Isaac the Kid & Campfire.Mesh]

Going stupid on you bitches
Two O's, where the U is?
6IX9INE with the riches
But never 6IX9INE with the snitching!

6IX9INE with the blicky
With the stick like I picket
Spin the block till I'm sickly
I don't fuck with you n***as!
I don't fuck with no fuckboys
Might beat up on your boytoy

Imma choke him till he turquoise
Yeah he ain't making no noise
Might cook him like he's bok choy

Choppa make him dance like Blocboy
Don't fuck with

That dumb shit
(Stephen Patrick)
True Fiction, we run shit

[Outro: Isaac the Kid]
Ayoooooo, yuh!
True Fictionnnnn

Yo I didn't reply
But I saw your text
It's cus I'm so up next
I call myself up next, yeah!
We're taking names and we're cutting necks
And yours is next boy!