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Hunnet Round - Facts Lyrics



Hunnet Round - Facts Lyrics




Let's keep it real, tell em the truth, don't hold back (yea)
See how I live, give em some proof, this shit is facts (yea)
Tryna run up a mill you can't walk in the shoes, cant retrace my tracks (yea)
I been in the field, way before I was ru, I just learned to relax (yea)
I'm spitting facts (yea) I got my fam on my back (yea)
Put the hood on my back (yea) I'm puttin us on the map (yea)
I don't got nobeef wit no nigga, say you got beef wit me & you get slap (yea)
I cannot eat wit no nigga, that didn't give a plate when I was assed out...

Don't mind me I'm just keep it real & tellin my story...
Don't mind me I just came to prevail so gimme my glory...
F*ck who came before me, these shoes I got on cheap but still you can't afford these...
I done walked so many miles to climb to this spot built for me...
Gimme some more please, down on my knees like lord please...
I know you hear me, lucifer hunting don't let em near me...
Thought you could cure me, nah you niggas fear me...
Heart cold mane that bitch froze, I'm losing control while steering...
I do the dash like roadrunner, I'm bout ta crash cant hold longer...
These niggas hoes like juwana, I got the smoke if you want it...
Ian got no opponents, these niggas aint got the components, to stand wit the bosses & gunnas...
Foot on they neck while im f*cking they mama, show some respect I'm yo f*ckin stepfather...

Ian got no plate foe a nigga, I might just take from a nigga, pull up & ape me a nigga...
Just dodge a case on a nigga, I had ta skate on the system (how you do that)
They didnt find no pistol, wonder why cause a nigga took it, ian scared ta say it cause he wan a bully...
Nigga really pussy, should've caught some bullets, dropped it in a scuffle, I was really thuggin...
Mama said boy you can't trust this bitches, one minute they love ya next minute they witness...
Need a bitch that keep it real no gimmick, I'll give her the world just wish like timmy...
I don't want no hoe that's friendly, you need ya own hustle don't ask for a penny...
Wait til I say here instead of always saying gimme me...
Cause I need a partner, don't need no leeches...
Don't know how to love baby girl will you teach me...
When I tend to trust, everyone start reaching...
Put on this tux, stand up start preaching...
Ima give it my all til jesus come see me...
Know I'm endanger, god sent me an angel, walk wit my banger, you wanna be famous ?
One to his brain just to see what he thanking, that's what you get fa thinking you stainless...
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Let's keep it real, tell em the truth, don't hold back (yea)
See how I live, give em some proof, this shit is facts (yea)
Tryna run up a mill you can't walk in the shoes, cant retrace my tracks (yea)
I been in the field, way before I was ru, I just learned to relax (yea)
I'm spitting facts (yea) I got my fam on my back (yea)
Put the hood on my back (yea) I'm puttin us on the map (yea)
I don't got nobeef wit no nigga, say you got beef wit me & you get slap (yea)
I cannot eat wit no nigga, that didn't give a plate when I was assed out...

Don't mind me I'm just keep it real & tellin my story...
Don't mind me I just came to prevail so gimme my glory...
F*ck who came before me, these shoes I got on cheap but still you can't afford these...
I done walked so many miles to climb to this spot built for me...
Gimme some more please, down on my knees like lord please...
I know you hear me, lucifer hunting don't let em near me...
Thought you could cure me, nah you niggas fear me...
Heart cold mane that bitch froze, I'm losing control while steering...
I do the dash like roadrunner, I'm bout ta crash cant hold longer...
These niggas hoes like juwana, I got the smoke if you want it...
Ian got no opponents, these niggas aint got the components, to stand wit the bosses & gunnas...
Foot on they neck while im f*cking they mama, show some respect I'm yo f*ckin stepfather...

Ian got no plate foe a nigga, I might just take from a nigga, pull up & ape me a nigga...
Just dodge a case on a nigga, I had ta skate on the system (how you do that)
They didnt find no pistol, wonder why cause a nigga took it, ian scared ta say it cause he wan a bully...
Nigga really pussy, should've caught some bullets, dropped it in a scuffle, I was really thuggin...
Mama said boy you can't trust this bitches, one minute they love ya next minute they witness...
Need a bitch that keep it real no gimmick, I'll give her the world just wish like timmy...
I don't want no hoe that's friendly, you need ya own hustle don't ask for a penny...
Wait til I say here instead of always saying gimme me...
Cause I need a partner, don't need no leeches...
Don't know how to love baby girl will you teach me...
When I tend to trust, everyone start reaching...
Put on this tux, stand up start preaching...
Ima give it my all til jesus come see me...
Know I'm endanger, god sent me an angel, walk wit my banger, you wanna be famous ?
One to his brain just to see what he thanking, that's what you get fa thinking you stainless...
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Writer: Deshawn Lester
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Length: 3:30
Written by: Deshawn Lester

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