Spade Santoro - Facts Lyrics

When it comes to a check yeah I need a big amount
There's so much money to be made too much shit to figure out
I wanna buy a few cars and I need a bigger house
Want a 12 car garage a card I can't limit out
Real nigga from the east side tryng to smoke dope at the west in
2 pistols batman and robin they always with me like we Best friends
Before you roam better check in always have a way to make ends
We ain't never cool I don't make friends so it's f*ck you I don't make Amends
Time is money and that's what I spend it's never fake all I do is win y'all niggas need some direction
These niggas spreading like infections
Been broke learned my lesson I'ma mixed breed like Juice and Jin
F*ck authority without a question I ain't Marshall law bitch I'm devil Jin
Instrumentals what I'm severing
F*ck niggas can't Comprehend
I love my woman like I love my city that means I worship honor and defend
I don't dress to impress bitch
Couple hundred on my necklace and never take a day off always got a target on the hit list
When I talk it's for real tho nah ion ever stretch shit shots fired
That's a man down somebody need to call the reverend
They hate on me like it's a day job better watch what you invest in
Nigga always say they on something but never ever draw the weapon
Father father they need help now got em in the Great Depression
I do it big like elections nigga I'm a walking blessing
Niggas better count your blessings catch a bullet pass interception
I ain't even in my prime yet but I'm way past my inception

Rather bring it to your front door I ain't with the Twitter talk or texting 40 change
Your complexion nah homie I ain't flexing
Never settle for a broke bitch yeah my wifey got her bag up and I love it
When she brag up retro 6's with her hair done
Nah nigga you can't tell me nun cause my confidence done ran up
Up up and away bitch why these niggas on some snake shit
I get bagged I won't say shit you get bagged you gon break quick rather
Have a price on your head than to do the time that your faced with
Pass the henny ion face shit made exceptions for Ben franklin grants cool
If he come in 2s eyes low like I'm Asian
Believe the lord is my savior the rap game's what I'm saving hollow tips on the pavement
Got the blood on my apron
Everywhere I go I'm blazing A lot of niggas I'm replacing on a scale
I'm a straight 10 tryna take over for the next 10
Got my shorty plus the paper in traffic we driving cars
Like we racing high tensions what I'm raising it's a shame
I'm amazing