Facts

Cold summers, hot winters.
late breakfastest, early dinners.
I do me so I'm a winner.
I hear you hating on me nigga I forgive ya.
yeah I'm hot king heart so cold.
like a brick of gold I will not fold.
probably won't believe the things that I've sold.
interrogation rooms I have not told.
that's real shit in real life.
getting told on I know what that feel like.
not cool but I should have been smarter can't put that on you.
my Old way of thanking, gotta get rid of you.
slaved to the ways we taught that shit is pitiful.
real real this and that,
that shit is real to you.
to keep it real the realest real is being real to you
Facts

I used to play the back when I was frontin the block,
said I wasn't strapped when I was toting a Glock,
supposed to be true to the code but they is not,
niggas say they love you but fuckin round with your oops.
I do it for the love of you doing it for the props,
the fake friends you're fake image that you is not,
the only time you seen me running was from the cops.
in Sac I was like Cuzin boogie up on the block,
all of that fake love and hating on niggas gotta stop,
can't judge how really he is by what he got.
playing me like a fool is something you niggas not,
I'll finish a nigga story like a little bitty dot,
Period!
I'm playing but I'm serious.
Probably a real bitch or real nigga if you hearing this
Period!
I'm playing but I'm serious.
Probably a real bitch or real nigga if you feeling this
Fact!