Lorde D - Faxts Lyrics

Back up in the 90s
'93 to be exact
It was perfect timin'
Rushin' through the clouds
Slippin' and slidin'
Knew I was down to ride
Please do kill my vibe
When I'm on that Za
Please to blow my high
Luna in my cup
I'm on cloud 9
Headed to ground zero
Desert skies
I just thank God that I'm still alive
Gotta watch my back every 24 hours
Please don't try me
I'mma get your family
(Uh Uh)
Please don't think I'm lyin'
You f*ckin' with a lion

Where you at though?
You been talkin' behind my back though
Thought you was spinnin'
Cin't got time cause I'm winnin'
Mm
I'm outside ready to slide
I was born for this
Put that on God
F*ck around and be in a pod
Oh oh oh oh
Everyday I learn my lesson
Circle small ain't no stressin'
Oh what a blessin' (mmm)

So don't you try to get over on me
It's gon' come back to you 6 feet
Make you fall down on your knees
Prayin' to God help me please
Kissin' your Jesus piece
Cnd that's on me
I ain't payin' no lawyer fees
Cut you off like loose leaf
Vacationing at the beach
Don't play with me
F*ckin' with a sharp shooter
F*ck around and I'mma do ya
Have your head in the mail like blues clues
Have your family wondering who's who (Mm)

Fallin' back from me
That's a problem
I'm the realest nigga you met
Don't make me solve it
Give the shirt off my back
If you needed it
Real recognize real
Cause I bleed it
I'll never be the on
Takin' certain treament
Never on my time
I'm not a demon
Can't show that side of me
I love my freedom
Niggas actin' like I really need 'em

So don't hit my line
Your wastin' my time
You crossed that line
I seen the signs
Yeah