Facts Lyrics

Purpose driven mentality

I feel like the mamba ending the game with the buzzer three

I just told my mama that we gon make it out a life of uncertainty and her not having to work a 9 to 5 is enough for me

I loved the game when Wayne had just dropped the Carter 3

I'm chillin at the crib and watching reruns of Dawson's Creek

And Saved by the Bell

Was never hard for me to stay outta jail

Though I had demons that came straight outta hell, on me

I watch my back like I got eyes on backwards

These hoes be sending me the nudes like they need iPhone practice

I be hoping that they dudes don't try to slide my avenue

Cuz I'm brave enough to shoot like I be prime Bob McAdoo

That's just some hoop talk

My ex just hit me up last afternoon on some "I miss and been thinking hard about you" talk, damn

Now I bet that you can guess that I dismissed that

Was flashing back to days when she was bae and I don't miss that

Now if you want girl you can ride it out

She think I'm taken but I don't got shit to lie about

She like to hit the mall and always spend a high amount

That's why yo nigga back at home with a declined account

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And I just wonder what's the purpose

Like was she worth it?

When she hits the sheets does she go as berserk then?

You wanna talk what's on yo heart boy does it work then?

Or do pockets and patience run thin?

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I ask myself all these questions and I get answers quickly

Knew she was trouble like Taylor Swift since the day she hit me

And I see red when it's in my head all the ways she did me

Those days with her was a different world like Dwayne and Whitley

I have these thoughts when I'm in the car and the night surrounds me

Or at the house when I'm bored and be on the couch and slouching

Just know these rappers can't touch me and there's no way around it

Just show this shit to XXL if they ask about me

Uh, uh, uh, uh

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