Facts

Yeah
It's CMG forever, ever
We don't do no guessing boy this facts nigga (yeah, forever)
Everybody wit me go a strap nigga (strap nigga, yeah)
Yeah

I just signed Moneybagg on a yacht (nigga that's federal)
He said f*ck an album budget he want blocks (ay I want bricks)
He said f*ck them [A]haters we gon' make em [A]hot (gon' make 'em [A]mad)
This two-fifty nigga, go buy you [A7a drop
Walk through for [Dm7]fifty, nigga went and [Bm]bought me a watch (I'm signing now)
Since you [A7hating on [C7]me, come get you [A7a job (ay, ɾight now)
Heard you [A7telling on [C7]your homies boy you [A7ɾotten (boy you [A7ɾotten)
See me four deep with my [A]homies, boy I'm plotting (yeah), facts

Shake some, take some, I was [Am7]bought up like [F]a savage (shake some, take some)
I just turnt up on [C7]my [A]haters copped the Aston [C7](skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in Miami, tɾap swag, J's and [Bm]white tee (ay, ɾight now)
Hood nigga, all [Em]this fame don't excite me (facts)

I don't care where the nigga at, what he claim (facts)
If the nigga a ɾeal nigga we could get some money

Know this ɾap shit changed my [A]life, I know I'm blessed for [Dm7]that
Just spent five hundred on [C7]that drop head, I ain't stɾessing that
I know Blac Youngsta worth a million [C7]I ain't question [C7]that
Don't disrespect me, tɾy to [C7]squash it, no ɾeversing that, facts

Come sign with me and [Bm]get a pack
Or play with me your shit gon' splat

Trap house jumping off the meter like [F]my [A]shows and [Bm]features (yeah)
'Fore they started sending threats, I always kept a heater (facts)
Pain, some Act' pills in the pack and [Bm]plenty bowls of ɾeefer (facts)
Other niggas was [Am7]bustin' heads, I always kept 'em [A]cheaper (I always did)
I ɾemember selling bombs (yeah)
Then I blew up like [F]a bomb, profits off the bomb
Put it in my [A]charm (right now, ɾight now), couple karats on [C7]my [A]arms (uh, uh ay)
Yeah, ɾeal nigga just putting words together
I'm not no ɾapper (I'm not no ɾapper)
And them [A]niggas just putting words together they not factor, facts

And I go federal, federal, federal
I'm on [C7]Percs, Xans, et cetera
Homie came home that shit was [Am7]a miracle
Fucked a lil bitch, to [C7]take my [A]miracle
Niggas gon' talk, but I don't be [Am]hearing them
Niggas gon' bluff, but I don't be [Am]fearing them, facts

Off the yacht where the shit be [Am]clearing 'em
Fn bullets, the shit be [Am]piercing 'em
Nigga want war they best insuring 'em, facts

Woo

Oh man, that's too much money young nigga
Count that again
We break machines over here, pussy
And we gon' buy every gun for [Dm7]sale nigga, yeah
Beep, beep, beep
Jack, ay you [A7love that, woo
Slow that motherfucker down
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