ALL FACTS

(Blame it on Monstah)

Sittin' in the trap gettin' my bag right

Ridin' on the freeway, I'm just thinkin' 'bout my past life

Pop it every song I'm on, Miri ain't the sad type

I be thinkin' like, "Damn, bro doin' life"

Every day this shit goin' up, seem like it's goin' right

I done put the cup down, ****, fuck a Sprite

Tryna go legit with it, I picked up a mic

Uncle full in the kitchen, he don't even need the lights

Everything I do, I do it for my folks

G-Wag drivin', I remember I was flat broke

This shit in my bloodstream, my family sold dope

60K cash on me, ****, at my last show

Told my ****, "Stay down," can't leave 'em stuck out

Kinfolk wrote a book way back, now he clucked out

That shit hurt my feelings

I'm a thousand near now, tryna touch some millions

OG told me as a youth, "Stack it to the ceilin"

Young **** chase a bag, don't be chasin' bitches

That's what I was told

Get your people out the hood, that's the main goal

Stayin' down, now I'm spinnin' shit, got my pockets swole

Man, this shit a good feelin', jumpin' on these flights

**** used to pickin' up 'bows, now I picked up the mic

They be wantin' it off the head, but I like to write

If she on her shit and loyal, you know she my type

Me and pops at the meeting with all his rich friends

I'm shakin' hands with Jack Matthews, tryna blend in

Ever since I caught a buzz, they wanna be my kin

What you know 'bout takin' risks when you tryna win?

Shit a blessin', every label takin' me to dinner

Signed the knot, to my family, I'm the breadwinner

I had no choice

Judge gave me all that time, had no remorse

Granny rented the living room, jumped off the porch

When you payin' me some money, I don't want nothin' short

Paper plates, plastic cups with the plastic forks

Uncs and cousins sold dope, I had no choice

This shit all facts