Facts (feat. Upt Top)

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Shout out to my OGs, kush in the rolled leaf

Just popped a no doze, I ain’t gettin no sleep

Please, miss me with that, I ain’t missing a step

I live this life behind my bars, by resisting a rest

Fuck the refs, I swear the clan cut those checks

Peep their plan, see the play, check the game, study tape

My pov is thinking out of boundaries

You gotta step outside the box to look in the box

You see

Different approaches once you coach it

Cut of different cloth, but we close knit

I know this, but **** R.I.P everyday B

Before it’s my day

Please let me go out high on top above thee

R - E - S - T

Bet, on me let’s see

This that flavor in ya ear, check my melody

Boy, our Tribe is on a quest

Marching till the last breath

See how we in hell, with their knees on our

Man

Inhale of the kush

A **** on edge, is the wrong **** to push

Flush the pussies out, all soft **** get douched

All flaw ****, the small, all false **** caput

Whoosh

You don’t know what it took

Learn to read a **** before he gets you booked

Surviving for our lives, tho them sirens, shook cores

My bros, ain’t gotta question me, what for? I’m sure

Man, I won’t deny ya

I'm a straight ridah

Till the world blows and the devils right behind us

Shady way of living, swimming with piranhas

Dodging cop lights, street lights, word to my momma

Imma recruiter of muses, need me a bopper

Wrist game proper, diamonds drippin' vodka

Drunken tongue, sober thoughts, I never been wiser

Line up, I’m pouring these shots up

Facts

This for those who livin on ten toes

If I got you feelin' me, then go

Facts

This for those that chase knowledge, not hoes

If I got you feelin' me then go

Facts

Money money money, I’m hungry so where it at

To provide for my light, Imma shine

I’m wearin' black

A smooth criminal, made it out of a rough patch

And I’m strapped

Cause a **** ain’t going back

Facts

Ok, I'm just doing Top

I ruin ops 

I'm running hot, like when coolant stop

Shits real when the cooling stop

Hoops never jump or hula hooping 

Consuming props

Let the dueling pop, Coup de gras

Cue the music na

Where's the fat chick

A savage a beast getting suited na

Melodies from heaven

Not Kirk Frank

Just God flow

Fuck censorship, they killing us

With no crime, bro

I'm hot as Cairo

Been killing shit where the time go

Watch how I rock, fossils

I'm coke in nostrils 

I supply an upscale high

No El Chapo 

I get bread, but still hustling for nachos

Get chips stack one, after another 

Invest for the spread, get cheese and have it covered

People dig the boy, but somehow I'm undiscovered 

Can’t get it out like a stutter

But get it in like no other

This for those who livin on ten toes

If I got you feelin' me, then go

Facts

This for those that chase knowledge, not hoes

If I got you feelin' me then go

Facts

Money money money, I’m hungry so where it at

To provide for my light, Imma shine

I’m wearin' black

A smooth criminal, made it out of a rough patch

And I’m strapped

Cause a **** ain’t going back

Facts