FACTS

[Chorus]
Yeah
I don't do no talks
I just spit my facts
Shut your motherfuckin' mouth
I'll shoot you in the back
You be talking all that shit
But you won't ever act
Say that shit straight to my face
Don't talk behind my back
Yeah

[Verse 1]
First off
You don't wanna be the one
When a motherfucker really feel lit'
Crash
On a motherfucker with no bag
So why would I listen
You don't got the cash
Bank
That's what I'm thinking
Whenever I'm stacking it up
Telling them bitches
They packing it up
With a stack full of stuff
In the back of a truck
I ride
How many motherfuckers
Really get lost in the pit
Lost deep inside of emotions
'Cause life is commotion
Inside of a bag
Of some shit
I'm tired
Sick of the shit
That I dеal with
Every motherfuckin'
Living my life
In thе way that is
Cause these people
They tell me
It's staying this way

[Chorus]
Yeah
I don't do no talks
I just spit my facts
Shut your motherfuckin' mouth
I'll shoot you in the back
You be talking all that shit
But you won't ever act
Say that shit straight to my face
Don't talk behind my back
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Sick and tired
Of dealing with emotions
I'm knowing
That they dont exist
I'm feeling so pissed
'Cause nothing
It don't really matter
Come kill me
I beg for this shit
Roll with an army
Of demons
And niggas
That always be ready and be willing to kill
And the blade it is sharp
When it turns into dark
All the people I roll with
They ready to drill

Uh
You call me to battle
I tell you I'm ready for war
With the hands that I keep
And the gun that I'm sneaking
Inside of the ground
As I bury the floor
You dont want more
How many niggas and bitches
You thinking you got
You better pipe down
On that shit that you saying
Inside the kitchen
So stir up the pot

[Chorus]
Yeah
I don't do no talks
I just spit my facts
Shut your motherfuckin' mouth
I'll shoot you in the back
You be talking all that shit
But you won't ever act
Say that shit straight to my face
Don't talk behind my back
Yeah

[Verse 3]
Why you talking
Like a bitch that keep barking
After dark
I see targets
Turn into a fuckin' marksman
Flashlights be sparking
Halloween with the harvest
Loud mouths be the softest
Quiet niggas be the hardest
I don't say shit
But I'll start it
Sometimes I be starving
I'll eat anything crawling
These bitches really dont want it
I see they heart
And It is falling
I just want to be balling
But the devil
Still keep calling
If that motherfucker
Still calling
We gonna light it up
Till it's falling

[Chorus]
Yeah
I don't do no talks
I just spit my facts
Shut your motherfuckin' mouth
I'll shoot you in the back
You be talking all that shit
But you won't ever act
Say that shit straight to my face
Don't talk behind my back
Yeah