It's A Fact - Lil' Flip

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

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

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