Facts

Everytime when I drop it's a certified hit
Dope bars everytime when I light on that splif
Got the blue flame man you know I'm too lit
Many thought that I was gone, guess you judge
How am I to leave, you know rap is shit
And I'm also paper chasing trying to get me that brick
Rappers busy clout chasing trying to get all that drip
Let me teach about the game, I'm master roshi with the stick
God damn, look at me and my clique
We shining harder than a trap guy's wrist
Feeling like I'm Cole, I'm making my own list
Then career's get shorter than a white man's
Almost let my tongue slip
And I know that some of you were really going to trip
Excuse my manners and blame the black that I sip
Got the game on choke hold, never losing my grip
I'm never losing my grip, man the game is all mine
If you are praying for the throne you just wasting your time
I'm not throwing shade, this is me on my grind
It doesn't matter how you take it because I really don't mind

Facts
These are just facts
Straight up facts
These are just facts

Okay bona, flow so sick ke molwetsi kana jang
Man the boy so dope, le bantlhoi ha ba na kgang
Everytime when I rap, ba botsa ke ngwana waga mang
Nna ke ngwana waga Limex, thaema ke mo xama jang
Dad is proud o tjela batho gore ke ngwana wa gagwe
I'm that nigga yo tseneng gaming ka peke le garawe
Tletse go takisa bomrepa, ke ba ntshitse setlhabelo
Oska bua ka di flow okase tlatse le kgamelo
Niggas claim to run the game, mme ba tshwerwe ke bogastu
Lotlhe le rapper go tshwana, man hagona lehaele tatso
I just do my own thing, wena o leka go nketsa
O zala flow ke tla ka e nngwe, ntwana haokake wa di hetsa
O ka botsa di producer, di beat kea gotetsa
Beat e sala ele setopo everytime hake wetsa
Find me in the driving seat, rap game kea e kgweetsa
Le Batswana ba nxamile, music wame bao reetsa
Gaosa xave, your favorite rapper keyo o kopa feature
Gaosa xave, your main chick keyo o batlo ghita
I should probably take her offer, man that girl o tshwere pitsa
Tlo mo setla go utlwala, ke mo thuga jaaka kika
Can't believe she caught these feelings just because I ordered her pizza
Maybe gase kgang tsa pizza, koore the boy o a fisa
And she probably heard the boy gore o tshwere ya motia
So we wants to grab a bite, she go scream like mamamia

Facts
These are just facts
Straight up facts
All these facts



Credits
Writer(s): Tshiamo Malima
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