Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Facts, artist - SG Tip. Date of issue: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Facts |
| When I seen my first mil', I got excited |
| It wasn’t even mine though |
| Shit just gave me motivation |
| I know it’s more to life than bein' on the block |
| Same tuition |
| I’m a Block Boy, though |
| I’d rather take from yours than see my mama starve |
| Who knew I’d make it this far, I ain’t never had a job |
| Hard-bodied young nigga, I put the stars all in my car |
| Not too long ago, I had to swing the stick like a guitar |
| I never let the money change me, that’s facts |
| You a gangster but you ate the cheese, nigga, you a rat |
| I couldn’t afford J’s, nigga, now my shoes cost a rack |
| They went on the move and he couldn’t even bring his partner back |
| Damn |
| Soon as I touched my first mil' |
| That shit expired, straight up |
| Tell the young niggas to do it |
| Get off on it, get off on it |
| Before I leave this earth, I wanna buy my mama a mansion |
| Got this Glock in my pocket, I ain’t good with all the dancing |
| It’s a 23, but it hold thirty in extension |
| I ain’t payin' a bitch for shit, I can’t even pay attention |
| I can’t let 'em fuck me over how the streets did you |
| I don’t throw no white flags, I don’t shine no truce |
| And if your brother beefin' with me, I’ma shoot him too |
| A real precise shooter, nigga, I can knock out a tooth |
| I know a lot of niggas dead or in the can |
| JuJu kept it solid, I can’t say the same 'bout Ken (Rat) |
| He steady screamin' loyalty but told on all his mans |
| That’s why I’m big on family, I can’t never trust a friend (On God) |
| I’d rather take from yours than see my mama starve |
| Who knew I’d make it this far, I ain’t never had a job |
| Hard-bodied young nigga, I put the stars all in my car |
| Not too long ago, I had to swing the stick like a guitar |
| I never let the money change me, that’s facts |
| You a gangster but you ate the cheese, nigga, you a rat |
| I couldn’t afford J’s, nigga, now my shoes cost a rack |
| They went on the move and he couldn’t even bring his partner back |
| I can’t let no nigga trick me out the top spot (The fuck?) |
| I gotta make it home to my son, I keep my Glock (That fire) |
| I need a hundred M’s, nigga, I’m tryna feed my block (The block) |
| And I can’t leave these niggas stranded 'cause I’m all they got (Damn) |
| Just remain solid, nigga, you gon' be somethin' (Facts) |
| Don’t chase them hoes when the paper and the freaks come (Facts) |
| They ain’t your brother, you was down bad, they ain’t send you nothin' (Fuck |
| 'em) |
| I’m tryna make my mama proud on TV or somethin' (Facts) |
| I’d rather take from yours than see my mama starve |
| Who knew I’d make it this far, I ain’t never had a job |
| Hard-bodied young nigga, I put the stars all in my car |
| Not too long ago, I had to swing the stick like a guitar |
| I never let the money change me, that’s facts |
| You a gangster but you ate the cheese, nigga, you a rat |
| I couldn’t afford J’s, nigga, now my shoes cost a rack |
| They went on the move and he couldn’t even bring his partner back |