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| Lil' Flip Miscellaneous It's A Fact Take a look in my eyes, tell me what you see A nigga who was young grew up to be a g I started off playing basketball for my coach He started hatin so I took a different approach I'm a rap, fuck sweatin, And I'ma do something (like what?) that a nigga won't be regretin Could I rob, no. Could I steal, no. Could I jack, no. Should I kill, no. Nah, I gotta get my shit together, Cause a nigga need a house and big furniture with the leather I pick up the pen, I pick up the pace, And I used to be broke I couldn't even pick up my face But now, listen to the shit a nigga be going, while you niggas think of the nigga could for real be ruined From smokin and drinkin, drinkin and smokin, and I'm a try to go platinum while you thinkin and hopin Wishin and lookin tryna do what I do, and if you fuck with me I'll shoot or I'll sue And how you wanna handle busines I can get it like that, And sellin work on the block I used to get it like that But I had to back back and open up my eyes, When you runnin in these streets you might get a surprise Your friend could be a foe, your girl could be a hoe And everybody you think got your back your don't know Duke been here before a nigga got rick, So Duke right here when I'm ridin in my 6 My niggas siz make beats for me everyday, and guess what? He don't ever ask to get paid My nigga red keep it real, hump got my back, When I didn't have a car, hump bought a lac, Now Hump bought a jag and I'm in it, runnin through these ho's but my name ain't Emmit Chorus And it's a fact Everybody similin ain't your friend Everybody with a grin contemplatin on your man And it's a fact Your reap what you sow, better watch what you doing cause if your do it to somebody they gonna do it to you And it's a fact Your best friend will turn his back on ya, pull a gat on ya, even rat on ya And it's a fact That most niggas act like hoes It's a fact That most niggas act like hoes Now who can you trust who can you depend on., when you all broke need money to lend on When you try to ball and your money been gone, when you try to put a down payment on ten homes Will your nigga ride for you, or will your ngga bust, will your nigga come and get your ass out them cuffs Will your nigga take you to the mall to buy some clothes, will your nigga ever put you first before them hoes Will your nigga buy your drink and smoke up the weed, Ride for your ass when they go shootin down the street Come to your funeral and tell a fuckin story, Think about the nuts that we took with no glory The catagory, the list, the rappin, the hoes The hoes and the shows, it comes and it goes De-Ant De-Ant De-Ant If you ain't suckafree don't fuck with me Cause I know you got your eyes on my luxery If you ain't suckafree don't fuck with me Cause I know you got your eyes on my luxery Chorus |
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