Jus facts Lyrics

She asked me why i act like this I don't get no love

Cause these hoes Fuckin up man they fuckin up my trust

Last bitch told me straight up she was just trying fuck

So thinking with this love I den ran outta luck

See my ex bitch confused since i left she fuck with scrubs

Don't be linking with these hoes they set you up where I'm from

You get around a girl then u try to act tuff

But you gotta carry gun lil nigga thats a must

But if I don't got my glock and see the opp he get a beating

She asked why I don't trust nobody bitch i live in Cleveland

It can be a normal day and then u hear shots singing

Crackheads on the corner yea I swear they ass be fening

Everybody left my side cause they im to conceded

I ain't never needed nobody fuck y'all keep leaving

That nigga step to me like what's that drink his ass be drinking

How my opps Fuckin with new opps them niggas start teaming (bitch)

Trip about a thot no i can not

If you go and check my number you'll see that u been block

I can't fuck with You no more i see you Fuckin wit my opps

I don't care if you a girl when i see you u get popped Anc lttg drop city all i got

If it's smoke in the air smell whats cooking like the rock

You ain't never wanted smoke

You ain't knocking off no tops

You ain't never wanted beef

You not sliding down no blocks

(Aye) (I say)

Me and my bro we got a bond like no other

But if we slide and bullets in yo clip you not brother

Never needed nobody we always got each other

Different father different mother same struggle thats my blood brother

Start rapping niggas ask for money out the blue

Everybody hating shit i got emotion too

Nigga this nayvon speaking fuck anc juice

Momma got anc tatted no a nigga can not lose

I remember that first time when i hopped up in that coup

Nigga we gone step like timberlands and I ain't talking boot

That nigga don't want smoke with me cause one shoot i shoot

That nigga don't want smoke with me we'll hit em in his tooth

Rip bill russle cause i got 11 rings

Yea this glock hold 11 I ain't talking stranger things

Think i really need some meds cause i den seen some crazy things

Think i really need some meds cause i den some crazy things

Everybody look at juice when he stepping on the scene

I ain't even gotta talk got the ice on see the bling

Moving slow mo feel like I'm in a dream

I call my chop Beyoncé the way that bitch sing

It's like the devil calling my phone but I won't answer

It's like half of my niggas they either dead or in the slammer

I had that talk my momma she that it was gone get better

Clutching my heater cold December

Clutching my heater cold December