Spoken Facts

I wish I would've stayed in school, wish I wouldn't grab that tool
Staring down the barrel of that flam, cause they done got to you
Them nightmare got me clutching by my lonely, got to stick and move
So when I slide thru just know I'm clutching cause I can't fuckin lose
Nawl I can't make the news, Nawl I can't hang with dude Nawl
We not friendly with the threats cuzo nem slidin thru
Told all of my brothers just be patient I'm that golden dude
When I make it with this rap shyt just know that y'all sliding too
Free all of my members till they free em that's habit too
BandUp call my phone say he approaching we awaiting you
Never took a handout from the real cause they be takin too
Ain't about a dollar what you slidin foe momma raised a fool
I guess that's just life we choose, bang out with yo brudda
Till he switch up now he ran n told
Pray you not with the opposition cause this laser midnight blue
When I spark I bet you move, laser laser laser tag his ass that's another body bag
And I got Scraping out the pot, that's my risky hand
When I bagged it turnt it to some clout that's that dollar sign
I'm youngin feeling up my patch call me greedy men
We ain't have a dime or no couch look how thangs change
Men

I wish I wouldn't had to write song thankful for that bid I did
Thinkin bout them night spent in that cell yeah it mold the kid
When I close my eyes picture myself on private jets niggas
Brashia on my side couple vvs on her neck bigger
I been painting this picture for while but it's only getting realer
And I gotta watch out for the sneaks so move Swiffer
Couple homies public figures I'm just tryna stack my figures
Move the fam a better feeling pray these hundreds heal the feeling
All the pain that we been given stand on this, I stand on business
Point of View I make em hear me
When you hear me you gone feel me
Destiny for the shyt I'm building
Kings we are the wrath you feel it
Lion in the jungle living
Don't get geeked a humble feeling
I was taught to never fold, invest yo time in what you knoww
Jrock coming home aswell you speak of him we at yo doe
And we still yelling doors ride for mines I'm slide for yours
Yeah I'm sliding for yours
Sounds like the realist shyt we like revolving doors
Cause when I slide we back to back we tryna up the score
But you know how that go they push we push a hunnet more
Call the plug we ran thru grams I need a hunnet more
That's like three hundred more



Credits
Writer(s): Devon Reed
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