Rowdy Rebel - Let's Talk Facts lyrics

(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 piss 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 ni**a some [?] and had your ni**a 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 fu*k with me? Man, go and get your shmoney back, them ni**as know what's up with me Same ni**as 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 su*ker free, I don't fu*k with ni**as that don't fu*k with me Hood ni**a, I don't the fu*k the b*tch if she don't fu*k the team I'm good, ni**a, we don't want your kind, don't want your company You gotta go through my lil' ni**as 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 piss 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 ni**a some [?] and had your ni**a 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