2-Fi - Facts Lyrics

Charcoal black with a fresh white tee
Facts on facts every time I speak
Never did a drug but them drugs did me
If I pop another pill ima die

Stizzy on the beat know it's FYE
Givin it to Fi then it's RIP
I don't recognize need to see ID
You ain't gang you dessert boy you PIE

My niggas poppin though
Flippin my script like some dominoes
Lobster for dinner at Pappadeaux
I'm eating good cuz my pockets swole

Stuffin the cone ain't no time to roll
I'm slidin hoe
Chief in my city Geronimo
Detonated ya I'm tryna blow
Fertilizer ya I'm tryna grow

Switchin it up got all kinda flows
Been on this since a jit
Talkin bout music ain't know I could spit
I was playin them strings I was good as a bih

Top of the top but potential exist
So I'm grindin and grindin till I break the switch
Ay shoot my shot no assist
Shawty in love cuz I'm real as it get

Born real ima cop me some gear
Shop wit me got them drugs for ya ears
Audio crack never knew that
I would be droppin this music last year

Overcame ya I'm facing my fears
Ima new man tryna start my career
Ay circle small talkin sphere
Shoutout my niggas im payin them homage

Nothing new I been rappin since college
Me and Jon in the room we freestyling
Dylan too he was droppin that knowledge
Sonny Mo in the back twistin fire

Tom Brady I won't ever retire
Say I'm lame then I'm callin you liar huh
Elevate tryna get higher huh
Shawty stayed down she a rider huh

Carey some cash like Mariah huh
Fresh to death I won't expire huh
If you ain't real you can't ride wit us
Can't vibe wit us
Don't try ya luck
Yo time is up

Lookin for deer ima find the bucks
Scotty in here we jus fired one up
We done been through it the times was rough
Can't even hate cuz it made me tough
Ain't lazy bruh

I wanna whip that Mercedes truck
Quarterbackin like my name was Russ
But I'm the Future no Robituss
No lean n such

Put the cup down cuz I need to bust
Left her on read she don't need my love
Call her a nurse cuz she be with scrubs
Done talkin bout her she been a dub

On to the next
Sick wit this pen I put that before sex
I'm tryna get it I'm not tryna flex
I found my sound now I'm worrying less

Angels around me I'm feeling my best
Strong like a tank
Call me a general you know I got rank
Stackin this paper don't care what you think
I get money in silence I'm mute at the bank

Fi