Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Facts , by - TSVI. Song from the album Facts, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 18.08.2016
Record label: Black Acre
Song language: English
Facts |
| Mic specialist, find lyric and pick |
| Man like gyal dem between skinny and thick |
| With a natural or Brazilian weave |
| You can still hold wood when I’m gripping on hips |
| Not all day everyday ring phone |
| Bare silent tone cuh topic’s been rinsed |
| In, then you’re out, then another one’s in |
| This ain’t love, it’s comfort, don’t get the ting twist |
| Ignorance is bliss, life’s like a game |
| And you play with a split screen |
| Near vision in your one, seeking more funds |
| But can’t ever go and lipse greed |
| Downfalls begin, can’t look at them, aim up |
| Been a long way, now I’ve saved up |
| Come and see an experience saved up |
| Now that slot got a take up, trust me |
| And I’m speaking on facts |
| Things went funny, then I rolled on my jacks |
| Man weren’t close to breaking the door |
| They thought that I was, then I went and sat back |
| Ps went low and I made 'em back |
| Went low again, now I’m back here tryna stack |
| All angles, they attack, get in the way |
| End up flat on your spine |
| Mind won’t open before ignorance, good, better |
| Feeling on point, not sick with the wetter |
| In the cold with a sweater and a hoodie on top |
| Early teens with a pedal bike, out in the block |
| Many changes we all see, select what you’re on |
| We all thought different till you’re proved wrong |
| I move on, saying suck on the same old’s boring |
| Too many ideas storing, use 'em |
| Man ah come through nice |
| Come to your set, ginger beer with ice |
| Yo, yo, man ah come through nice |
| Come to your set, ginger beer with ice |
| Yo, man ah come through, man ah come through nice |
| Come to your set, ginger beer with ice |
| Man ah come through, man ah come through nice |
| Come to your set, ginger beer with ice |
| Trapped behind bars but I’ve never been cool |
| Don’t play games so I ain’t on calls |
| Ride on beats I can beef in court |
| gotta swing like jaws |
| Ain’t your flow so you won’t claim, course |
| When you wanna claim, bro, the truth game’s in force |
| Too much watching, not living the sauce |
| Not a dip with chips that we can afford |
| Hundreds of frauds keep selling 'em dreams |
| Never been selling to fiends |
| Probably hang with 'em, this life has never been seen |
| Likkle dry yout begging for cream |
| Jumping on bandwagons, slyly, you’re getting to me |
| Slyly, you’re getting to me |
| I don’t care when you chat that you’re better than me |
| Just say it better when stepping to me |
| I don’t care though, dem man are air, though |
| Get-along gang but not around here, though |
| When I touch mic, most fear though |
| Take a step back, now man feel that they’ve gone clear, though |
| I see your girl, true say, she’s a rebore |
| Never got a Barbie, man got a clear doll |
| I’m here, yo, dem man over there hear though |
| to make it clear, though, yo |
| I don’t care, dem man are air |
| Get-along gang but not around here |
| When I touch mic, most fear |
| Take a step back, now man feel that they’ve gone clear |
| Nah, bro, |
| Winter cold flows are snow-deep |
| Trapped behind bars a ten year |
| For duppying set-sets for no reas' |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| If you didn’t know |
| Get to know, init |
| Bubbly ting |
| If you’re not waved, you’re boring |
| Get lost, yeah? |
| Yeah |