Facts

Facts
Hey yo, this true life niggas, it's f*** bitches and shoot dice
Sack town ni***, we move white
Ducking the narcs, I been locked, drank liquor in parks
Ran the school with the shit out the jar
Slanging 'round with the nextel
When niggas used to battle they ring tones
That i8 or that flip phone
You know with the button
Back when everyone you knew was your cousin
Then you got to highschool and they run it
Ain't it funny ni***
Mom's ain't buy me too much cause I ain't act right
So I ain't never get that Chia Pet or that Clap Light
But one year I got that hot wheels set
Shit, I don't even know what happened to that hot wheels set
But f*** it
Back in school I was the star of my peers
Between classes, f*** a bitch in the stairs
Selling work in the bathroom
At lunchtime was smoking a chopper
Skip gym, steal some shit out the locker
Class smelling like loud
Blowing kisses, tryna f*** with the bitches
Me and my niggas we was fuc*** the bitches
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Leave Gio's then I'm cracking a dutch
Nigga I done smoked so many blunts, I'm like a walking nugget
My trap valid, my ni*** I'm like a walking budget
Ran around the country, back to the hood and I never stunted
Still smoking, posted right on the block
In the trench like I'm busting to stop

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