whyfye – facts lyrics
[intro]
you know i’m a real street n-gg-, that’s a fact
coolin’ in the back, i keep a mac, boy, don’t you act
i know these n-gg-s mad ’cause i finessed him out his cash
he thought he bought a feature but he never got it back
[hook]
watch me run it back up; i be getting cash
watch me run it back up; i got these n-gg-s sad
you know i just only wanna pull up in the jag
you know i be rolling ’round the hood with a gat
if you ain’t first place, lil’ n-gg-, then you last
everyday my birthday; i be counting racks
i know you’s a p-ssy, lil’ n-gg-; boy, you’s a cat
he knows i’m a real street n-gg-, that’s a fact
watch me run it back up; i be getting cash
watch me run it back up; i got these n-gg-s sad
you know i just only wanna pull up in the jag
you know i be rolling ’round the hood with a gat
if you ain’t first place, lil’ n-gg-, then you last
everyday my birthday; i be counting racks
i know you’s a p-ssy, lil’ n-gg-; boy, you’s a cat
you know i’m a real street n-gg-, that’s a fact
[verse]
you know i’m a real street n-gg-, that’s a fact
coolin’ in the back, i keep a mac, boy, don’t you act
i know these n-gg-s mad ’cause i finessed him out his cash
he thought he bought a feature but he never got it back
and don’t be mad at me ’cause i’m just only speaking facts
if i take off with your b-tch, you might not ever get her back
to be honest, lil’ n-gg-, you need to go and get some racks
you know i’m crippin’ for real, you better not question me ’bout that
[bridge]
’cause you know i’m with the gang, lil’ n-gg-; that’s what i bang, lil’ n-gg-
b-tch, i’m insane, lil’ n-gg-; i’m still insane
and you just a lame lil’ n-gg-; still, f-ck the fame
i just want some cake, lil’ n-gg-; i know they hate
[verse]
you know i’m a real street n-gg-, that’s a fact
coolin’ in the back, i keep a mac, boy, don’t you act
i know these n-gg-s mad ’cause i finessed him out his cash
he thought he bought a feature but he never got it back
and don’t be mad at me ’cause i’m just only speaking facts
if i take off with your b-tch, you might not ever get her back
to be honest, lil’ n-gg-, you need to go and get some racks
you know i’m crippin’ for real, you better not question me ’bout that
[outro]
watch me run it back up; i be getting cash
watch me run it back up; i got these n-gg-s sad
you know i just only wanna pull up in the jag
you know i be rolling ’round the hood with a gat
if you ain’t first place, lil’ n-gg-, then you last
everyday my birthday; i be counting racks
i know you’s a p-ssy, lil’ n-gg-; boy, you’s a cat
he knows i’m a real street n-gg-, that’s a fact
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