Facts

Ugh yeah, she wanna end it, told her I'm not finished
Too broken down they call my Kilo, hope you like my blemish
Ugh yeah, I got a date from 38, I don't miss
Even tho when I'm cursed, I'm still blessed, just kilt what hissed
This shit for all my bros, wearing links that 'rode, my shit real gold
She want them Gucci slides, but I want that pussy to flow

Yeah, this that shit that might lose all your family though
Yeah, this that shit that might lose all your friends who know
Yeah, I bought myself a dream, it cost a mil
But I never been asleep and that shit still came real

Rackin' a rack, invest in myself, put it back on the rack
I need somebody to carry the slack when these niggas are slack
As soon as I'm home, I go to work, there's no time to unpack
Fastin' all the way forward, my nigga, there's no turnin' back

Facts, I'm dressed up all in noir
Flex, I'm tryna rock Dior
I got this, I got that, that's what I told the man
These niggas ain't goin' nowhere, they look like the runnin' man
I want more, she want less, guess I'm settlin'
I'm tryna be the bigger man, cut out the middleman

Phone rang three times, I ignore, I'm fuckin' this bitch next door
She more impressed by what I wore, not that I open doors
Where was you at, when I was makin' these slaps
re-adjustin' the map, when I was runnin' these laps
Yeah, damn, yeah

Yeah, she wanna end it, tell her, I'm not finished
Too broken down, they call me Kilo, hope you love my image
I don't play for real, I don't play for fake
I ring the summer bell to give us a break
They try to control my mind, but it's in a different state

Facts, I'm dressed up all in noir
Flex, I'm tryna rock Dior
I got this, I got that, that's what I told the man
These niggas ain't goin' nowhere, they look like the runnin' man
I want more, she want less, guess I'm settlin'
I'm tryna be the bigger man, cut out the middleman
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Writer(s): Marquies Kendrick
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