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Spittin Factz Lyrics - Artist : Lil B
B-Town stand up
Uptown Greg, I see you I got the game but I can't shake the habit Collateral damage, I came in this world a savage I never hesitate to give them more than baggage Put your body in the plastic I live the good life full of money and passion When I reach old age they'll never know what happened Take 'em out, and before I take 'em out We go to dinner, blow a kiss, and then they pass out That's how I do when I split the bill We cross the table 'cause I really wanna see how you feel Cross the table then you won't make i to the brunch Cross the label, use your body as lunch Before rap I was in the streets After rap I'm still in the streets, bitch it's be This that "Lil B, why you driving a Honda With a gun on the seat? That's weird to me" This reality rap I'm just spittin' facts (Yes) I can't make mistakes, bitch I'm too perfect My youngins coming out the trap and they feeling worthless I gave 'em hope and I ain't have to give 'em drugs I gave 'em trust, that means as much as love Give me a hug We so deep up in the game I ain't coming back If you ever talk about me you ain't coming back Turn your body to a snack and your name a pack I got points up in the game, simple and plain It gets more complex, I just gotta change It's an everyday struggle tryna keep your name It's even harder to make sure you stay in frame Once again, fuck the world and my enemies That sounded cool til you gotta run into me 250 pounds, all brick nigga Before I took his life I had to kiss the nigga That's real (Big homie shit, I'm the big homie) That's how we do it now-a-days You take their life, kiss 'em first Lil B said that Let's get it This reality rap This reality rap This reality rap I'm just spittin' facts |
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