Let’s Talk Facts lyrics

[Intro]
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(Tahj Money)
Ha

[Chorus]
Ayy, let's talk facts, dawg, first off it ain't no competition
I grew up different, blue flag Cripping with no pot to p*ss in
I got that shmoney by my lonely, just a couple homies
Don't try to bro me run up on me acting like you know me
I'm too elite, I'm too in tune, b*tch, I'm from these streets
I sold your n*gga some [?] and had your n*gga tweaked
b*tch all in her feelings but when she see me she don't ever speak
I got out of prison, made some millions in a couple weeks

[Verse]
That's why all them honey buns, they stuck on me, but nothing sweet
That's them honey buns [?] think 'bout touching mе
I heard they got shmoney on my hеad, but who don't f*ck with me?
Man, go and get your shmoney back, them n*ggas know what's up with me
Same n*ggas think 'bout touching me, I get 'em touched for free
[?] do it quicker for a buck a piece
Off the drugs, I got in my feelings then I upped the piece
Sucker free, I don't f*ck with n*ggas that don't f*ck with me
Hood n*gga, I don't the f*ck the b*tch if she don't f*ck the team
I'm good, n*gga, we don't want your kind, don't want your company
You gotta go through my lil' n*ggas just to talk to me
And tell all the promoters just to book me it's a couple ki's
[Chorus]
Ayy, let's talk facts, dawg, first off it ain't no competition
I grew up different, blue flag Cripping with no pot to p*ss in
I got that shmoney by my lonely, just a couple homies
Don't try to bro me run up on me acting like you know me
I'm too elite, I'm too in tune, b*tch, I'm from these streets
I sold your n*gga some [?] and had your n*gga tweaked
b*tch all in her feelings but when she see me she don't ever speak
I got out of prison, made some millions in a couple weeks