Facts

Let the facts talk All y'all extra clout aside I've been next up Silver neck cuff 'til I die Like what's next, bruh? I can chef y'all, appetize I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride They wanted more of the hits And I gave 'em more of the kid (Yeah) Guess that the goals coincide 'Cause I'm live and the people is listenin' in Like it's a vent, the smoke comin' out of the end of my lips Like it's mouthwash, sour the scent How I took all of this from basement to citywide town hall Notice this, because the things I'm doing lately overhead Of all these haters tryna call me overrated, go ahead But you're insane with your last statement I need everything and then some Silver spoons and silver plated And we don't talk no more, but it's cool Since I took some time away Was busy craftin' with the tools Came from back outer space just to sauce up with my crew Flyin' saucer with rotation How I spin up off the juice, who is you Check the math, bitch College campus by the night Then I'm back home Little cash flow, I'm alright Back to work bitch I know my purpose up in this life I got everything I need, I feel alright She want designer things and I want the finer things, too Tryna' slide off the in range Diamonds my fangs, got gold on the same tooth Vision on point with the aim, I think I figured the game, cool Smashin' them out of the way, like this shit a GameCube Carry over, I run the fella's like Ray Liotta Run into a problem, we never get on the radio Canopy and smoke, what I'm hopin' for And I'm holdin' onto flame in case they notice I'm colder than all them claimin' over Kept up last month Now the next check's lookin' tight Family stressin' I can't bless them 'till I'm right So much hurt, bitch And I'm not perfect, but I fight 'Till I drop I do my best to go provide Let the facts talk All y'all extra clout aside I've been next up Silver neck cuff 'til I die Like what's next, bruh? I can chef y'all, appetize I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride Let the facts speak I ain't worked up I'll be fine Keep on workin We'll be strapped in, 99 Sold out last show Now I'm the asshole But that's fine Yeah that's fine I'ma need a few Before I strap in to the roller-coaster Blessed that I feel so alive, wow I do this shit for my team I ain't really one for the VIP But I still need court-side seats On the road, we been workin' 'Cause talking is cheap, bro, step aside 'Bout to blast off, 'bout the action, we can ride Left my last girl 'cause she would act up all the time I want more now, 'cause we at war now Organized We outside Tryna keep my head above water But I drown in the drip Swim in the pussy, I'm out for a dip Out for revenge, you can't fuck wit' the kid (Ayy) Sincerely, yours truly I'm just tryna get everything I ever wanted Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning California king bed, switchin' my location on a Learjet Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road Two phones, never home, don't call, I'm on, that's all Think I'm losin' control? Bitch, please leave me alone Please I don't wanna think about going broke again I just gotta keep my head up, focusing But I know it's all a test, I guess I'ma keep it movin', let the facts do the rest Let the facts talk All y'all extra clout aside I've been next up Silver neck cuff 'til I die Like what's next, bruh? I can chef y'all, appetize I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride