Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Facts Only, artist - Rapsody. Album song She Got Game, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jamla
Song language: English
Facts Only |
As I lay |
Here today I |
I find it hard and I find some inspiration |
Why you hatin'? |
Fuck it, go in one these ones that hatin' |
It’s nada, but shots and that real, cheaper than Izod |
My iPod, I’m rollin' and bumpin', pullin' in Popeye’s |
That’s only chicken in me I’m fearin' none of these robots |
I’m in the class with these Big Willie niggas and |
The only difference between me and them is what’s in their wallet |
And I ain’t Wallace but damn I got some paragraphs |
A few stories could tell you, could make you cry or laugh |
You know the pitiful come-up days when we had no cash |
Got me thinking back earlier, damn we came through swag |
And we all feel like winners when we see |
Go Kendrick, done told these niggas that this ain’t tennis |
Ain’t no love for you zero-ass players, lose or win it |
That’s the bottom line rules, it’s on the news |
And we should line up more than on Saturday for some shoes |
As I wait impatiently on the daily for the new ruse |
It’s only new to you but my independence been cool |
Write it when they ain’t give us riders, the right to choose |
Ain’t that Wright brothers, I’m right brother, Carolina, the blues shit |
Humid today, still human today, you crazy B |
Heated ‘cause they all got defeated with their inaccuracy |
They was taking shots, just plotted inside the |
Good or better, I bet you your cheddar, I’ll be a rap elite |
Still writing, sharp as a blade |
Sorry parlor, you can holler, whatever to the new slaves |
We throw shade and we feel accomplished |
Purchase ice just to stunt on each other, buy our honor |
Take a second my nigga, breathe out, throw in a comma |
Know it’s much to take when you wake from sleeping, deep in a coma |
Yeah, but I ain’t with that drama |
I’m only with this Drama |
Only rap from Jamla, coolie go fill up the comments |
That’s how you feel? |
Women can’t rap, you bumpin' my shit |
I guess it’s all just a symbol like hieroglyphics |
That things change, I still love you the same |
And I’mma rep forever, that factor remains |