Facts Songtext
von Daj'

All I know is facts
All I know is facts
All I could know is facts
All I produce is facts
All I know is facts
All I know is facts
All I could know is facts
All I produce is facts

Drastic times calls for drastic measures
With short reaction when ESPN said he was better
When you see me in the end zone that shit a getter
Now you competing with drug dealers, pimps and whatever


Buckle your fucking bootstraps and get to trappin′
I ain't talking Warren Sapp but make sure you get the sack
Got a warrant for my arrest but I can′t sit with none of that
Got a nigga calling me dad, he gon' need a fucking bag
I ain't seen a nigga life yet I wish that I could have
But it′s blood on my hands, still ain′t stray me from the plan
We gon' need bigger guns ′cause these niggas they want us dead
Got some homies I can't relate to now ′cause I'm on the edge

You can play it safe, we in the field running plays
Fuck being a sheep, I′ma try to sprint through the maze

Niggas ain't catching us unless they caught us on tape

Baggies to the face, ayy, calls to the face

Speaking to existence, put that shit right on my name
No seeing Deer Springs, never turn down fades

Move to Summerlin, I'm tryna get the fucking cake
Fuck getting a loan, I′m tryna go sit with the bank
Remember dead bodies, tell myself it′s okay

Put that bitch on onlyfans, it's no case
Fuck where you from nigga, what your statement say?
I might be the realest nigga to walk your space today


All I know is facts
All I know is facts
All I could know is facts
All I produce is facts
All I know is facts
All I know is facts
All I could know is facts
All I produce is facts