F*ck nigga that's facts
Tryna put the wrong nigga on and now he off track
Boy, you know you gotta serve if yo ass can not rap
I'm a man of my word, you can bring it all back
Okay, G6 spinnin, tell the bitch to catch flats
Heard you caught one runnin, gotta tilt my hat
Make em buzz 10, 12, gotta know we all strapped
And I want em all gone by the time I get back
I won't let em f*ck the business up
Leave the kids at home, you might let em f*ck the mission up
Missionary f*cker from the front, I barely pick her up
Uber home, back on the way to you ain't come to lift her up
And the drink still got me sick as f*ck, for real
Missed a play for 40,000, my head spinnin' still
I don't trip off losses cause I know how winnin' feel
By the bill, boss shit, we payin' bonds and win appeals
Brody said he f*cked up, tryna get back off another kill
Karma ain't the type I f*ck without a condom, but I will
Runnin' from fame, sick as f*ck, I don't ever feel
This shit sad as f*ck man this shit f*cked up bout me still
Sorry if I broke your heart, but baby, I can't help you heal
Can't believe my own nigga, went and squealed
I f*cked this shit up online, ain't got no time for a bitch
Bitches wanna get the f*ck when they see diamonds and shit
These the same hoes, niggas losin they mind over quick
Don't watch my pockets, just keep yo eye on yo nigga
If they really love you, just tell em no, watch what they say
They stab me in my back and turn around, smile in my face
I swore I better than no road, a turtle runnin' race
In my hood, I'm a god, get on yo knees and say yo grace
F*ck nigga that's facts
Tryna put the wrong nigga on and now he off track
Boy, you know you gotta serve if yo ass can not rap
I'm a man of my word, you can bring it all back
Okay, G6 spinnin, tell the bitch to catch flats
Heard you caught one runnin, gotta tilt my hat
Make em buzz 10, 12, gotta know we all strapped
And I want em all gone by the time I get back