Factoflo Freestyle

Facts
That's all I fuckin' spit nigga
And y'all niggas don't be fuckin' talkin' shit nigga
Y'all niggas be cappin' in everything y'all fuckin' do bitch ass niggas
Y'all bitches be lyin' too
But y'all been doin' that shit so ain't nobody really trippin' bout what the fuck you talkin' bout
You know what I'm saying
Facts

Aye

I put blood, sweat, and tears in this shit
I ain't scared of nothing
Naw it ain't no fear in the kid
Can you tell me something
Is you really hearing this shit
And if you heard it and got smoke
Then I'll be clearing it quick
Uh
Quick hoe
I can't even lie that bitch fast
She been poppin' perkies since a teen
I think she bout to crash
That shit sad
I can't lie I think I'm to cry
But to be honest ain't no water falling' from my eyes
Uh
I'm immune to this shit
Yea I'm with the gang
I got the whole platoon in this bitch
And it's lit
Turnin' up
Everyday
Of the week
We gettin' paid
Whatchu mean, my nigga yea we rollin' green
Roll that shit up in a blunt
Po' it up man let's get drunk
Imma rockstar
But I promise naw I ain't no punk
Imma G
And I promise in my pocket I got funk
Inna league
Turnin' up
Pass the ball I'm bout to dunk
Uh
Aye
Put the whole eighth inna leaf
Now my mind is in a place and I can barely fucking speak
Whatchu mean
Been that nigga since a youngn' in my teens
Only difference is the LRG dun' turned into Supreme
Only difference is I'm smarter, movin' harder in the streets
If you listen then you'll see that I been slaughtering these beats
Killin' shit
Drilin' shit
Everybody feelin' it
Asking who the realest is
Just know you the realest bitch
Give a fuck about this rap shit
Shit I might not never pop
But I'll never stop investing all my cash inside these stocks
Bullish nigga on that bullshit
Wit the coo kids
I just copped that brand new matte Benz inside look like cool whip
Used to fuck this bitch back in the day she actin foolish
Naw you ain't Ashanti tho
But you is a boppy hoe
I ain't tryna fuck
Quick question
Can you top me tho
If you wanna pic to post
First you gotta crop me hoe
I been having motion
People tell me that they proud of me
Ion' give a fuck
Cause truthfully I know who rock with me
Them the same niggas
Workin' tryin' reach the top with me
Fuck niggas tryna hate
But they ain't gonna stop thing
I been rockin' all this bling
I feel like Wayne back in 03'
Man I was only 18
That's when I started coppin' tree
We ain't even call it loud
We just called the shit the P
I was pushin' it
Pushin' P, whatchu fuckin' mean
Look at me
Tell me what the fuck do you see
Just roll out the rug cause bitch I'm steppin' like a king
Hoes love a nigga throwin' roses at my feet
Niggas steady plottin'
We gon' hit em' with the beam
We ain't role models here to boost ya self-esteem
We the pro model they releasing on the street
Ain't no SRT we more like Lamborghini
I get em' gon' fast
Ain't nobody even see me
Wanna feature need to see some zeros
Shit at least three
Wanna book
Double that
Shit then they can see me speak
Shit that's the price if you want fuck wit VIP
Crazy thing
They ain't know I free-styled this whole thing



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Writer(s): Marcus Watts
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