Face The Facts Lyrics

I keep it real

Crossing the road ain't no chicken

Looks that could kill

Baddie my side and she grippin

In the foreign flee

Sick fit I sneeze

It's time to be

A masterpiece

I mastered peace

My minds at ease

But it's no time to play and tease

Just peep the signs I got the keys

You can't rewind so watch your feet

Go walk the line cause that's your fate

One day you'll face

That judgment date

Put a tag up on those toes

Death from sickness bullet holes

It's a fendi that your fold

But where they gonna send your soul

Before that let's make it clear

You gon have to fight so fast the fear

Got that bass that blast the ear

Get out my face can't match in here

In a different state my body's here

Made it out the race I know I'm near

Been on my grind so I switch the gear

Get off my line you bottom tier

When the mask crack they gon start crying

Once you know the facts they gon start dying

I've been moving tact nah I ain't lying

Better move back imma up the fire

I'm an old king but a young sire

I'm ain't off the drugs but I'm getting higher

Got your own will roll till you're tired

If you break the deal then you expired

Can't see how moving because I'm rocking black

And the biz always booming got my brain on math

Better pray because of predator is known to attack

Better stay on the pad because you slow to react

Closing my eyes but I still got the vision

Why are you saying dogs but you always be bitching

They ask what your game is pape is what I'm pimping

No I can't stay dayroom moving different

I keep it real

Crossing the road ain't no chicken

Looks that could kill

Baddie my side and she grippin

In the foreign flee

Sick fit I sneeze

It's time to be

A masterpiece

I mastered peace

My minds at ease

But it's no time to play and tease

Just peep the signs I got the keys

You can't rewind so watch your feet

Go walk the line cause that's your fate

One day you'll face

That judgment date

Put a tag up on those toes

Death from sickness bullet holes

It's a fendi that your fold

But where they gonna send your soul

Before that let's make it clear

You gon have to fight so fast the fear

Got that bass that blast the ear

Get out my face can't match in here

In a different state my body's here

Made it out the race I know I'm near

Been on my grind so I switch the gear

Get off my line you bottom tier

When the mask crack they gon start crying

Once you know the facts they gon start dying

I've been moving tact nah I ain't lying

Better move back imma up the fire

I'm an old king but a young sire

I'm ain't off the drugs but I'm getting higher

Got your own will roll till you're tired

If you break the deal then you expired