"Factual Inner Thoughts" lyrics
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
You was the one the hood trusted, you was gang ticket (You was the one)
When we was kids, I said, "Before eighteen, I'ma be in the gang" (Now I'm in)
Writin' this shit with my soul, I feel like Charles Dickens (I'm the one)
I get uneasy around the hoes, I peep her nervous fidgets (Aw, man)
Just talked to blood over a phone, call was thirty minutes (Come on, come on)
I just put the 60 to my dome, the 30s, I don't feel it (I can't do that)
I keep this stick to add some height, I'm not no tall nigga (I'm not no tall man)
I gave them all of me I could, I hope they don't forget my name (Ah)
We gon' be outside until the rain drop (Ah)
She said she inside until the rain stop (She stayin' at home)
Sorry, I can't come and tie her down, heard she a main thot (Not how I roll)
I don't trust a soul, bro, they cannot access the main spot (No, they can't, ah)
We gon' be outside until the rain drop (Ah)
She said she inside until the rain stop (She stayin' at home)
Sorry, I can't come and tie her down, heard she a main thot (Not how I roll)
I don't trust a soul, bro, they cannot access the main spot (No, they can't)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
That's on me for tryin' again with second chance (That's on me)
And, bae, my shit is cold, you should know in advance (You should know)
Without no promo for the songs, my shit went high again (Up, up)
She like when Fatso bring the roses out and fly her in (I'm not romantic)
I only partake in bad hoes, don't want your trash friend (I don't want her)
I put more of the dick in all they hoes, look how I crashed in (Grab the wheel)
A card we want, this one for us, after him, cash in (Grab the kill)
High as fuck, still tryna get my words out, now I punch in (Help me, yeah)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
You was the one the hood trusted, you was gang ticket (You was the one)
When we was kids, I said, "Before eighteen, I'ma be in the gang" (Now I'm in)
Writin' this shit with my soul, I feel like Charles Dickens (I'm the one)
I get uneasy around the hoes, I peep her nervous fidgets (Aw, man)
Just talked to blood over a phone, call was thirty minutes (Come on, come on)
I just put the 60 to my dome, the 30s, I don't feel it (I can't do that)
I keep this stick to add some height, I'm not no tall nigga (I'm not no tall man)
I gave them all of me I could, I hope they don't forget my name (Ah)
We gon' be outside until the rain drop (Ah)
She said she inside until the rain stop (She stayin' at home)
Sorry, I can't come and tie her down, heard she a main thot (Not how I roll)
I don't trust a soul, bro, they cannot access the main spot (No, they can't, ah)
We gon' be outside until the rain drop (Ah)
She said she inside until the rain stop (She stayin' at home)
Sorry, I can't come and tie her down, heard she a main thot (Not how I roll)
I don't trust a soul, bro, they cannot access the main spot (No, they can't)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
That's on me for tryin' again with second chance (That's on me)
And, bae, my shit is cold, you should know in advance (You should know)
Without no promo for the songs, my shit went high again (Up, up)
She like when Fatso bring the roses out and fly her in (I'm not romantic)
I only partake in bad hoes, don't want your trash friend (I don't want her)
I put more of the dick in all they hoes, look how I crashed in (Grab the wheel)
A card we want, this one for us, after him, cash in (Grab the kill)
High as fuck, still tryna get my words out, now I punch in (Help me, yeah)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Can't say 'fore my deal I had a hundred thousand (I ain't have a hundred)
The trenches only gave kills, crazy I got out it (I got out, I'm goated)
Baby mom stressin', what she on?
Happiness been long gone
Yeah, he tired, but they need him (But they need him)
Writer(s): Christopher Mosley Jr, Marek Milan Holomek
