FACTS lyrics

[Verse]
Hey yo, this true life n*ggas, it's f*ck b*tches and shoot dice
Sack town n*gga, we move white
Ducking the narcs, I been locked, drank liquor in parks
Ran the school with the sh*t out the jar
Slanging 'round with the nextel
When n*ggas used to battle they ring tones
That i8 or that flip phone
You know with the button
Back when everyone you knew was your cousin
Then you got to highschool and they fronted
Ain't it funny n*gga
Mom's ain't buy me too much cause I ain't act right
So I ain't never get that Chia Pet or that Clap Light
But one year I got that hot wheels set
sh*t, I don't even know what happened to that hot wheels set
But f*ck it
Back in school I was the star of my peers
Between classes, f*ck a b*tch in the stairs
Selling work in the bathroom
At lunchtime was smoking a chopper
Skip gym, steal some sh*t out the locker
Class smelling like loud
Blowing kisses, tryna f*ck with the b*tches
Me and my n*ggas we was f*cking the b*tches
GPN boys
Leave Gio's then I'm cracking a dutch
n*gga I done smoked so many blunts, I'm like a walking nugget
My trap valid, my n*gga I'm like a walking budget
Ran around the country, back to the hood and I never stunted
Still smoking, posted right on the block
In the trench like I'm busting to stop
[Hook]
Theres n*ggas that'll squeal for a pill
Badmon kill, put a n*gga down wit da steal
Whya betta move wen a badmon come, whya betta move when a badmon come
Theres n*ggas that'll squeal for a pill
Badmon kill, put a n*gga down wit da steal
Whya betta move wen a badmon come, whya betta move when a badmon come