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Lil' Flip

Genres: Hip-Hop

It's A Fact Lyrics - Lil' Flip

Yeah, that's what it do to you, that's what it do to you 

I'm just thinkin', ya know what I'm sayin'? 

I'ma think I lied though, you know 

The shit a nigga been through, where a nigga goin' 

 

Take a look in my eyes, tell me what you see 

A nigga who was young, grew up to be a G 

I started off playin' basketball for my coach 

He started hatin', so I took a different approach 

 

I'ma rap, fuck sweatin' an' I'ma do somthin' 

That a nigga won't be regrettin' 

Could I ride? No, could I steal? No 

Could I jack? No, should I kill? No 

 

Nah, I gotta get my shit together 

'Cause a nigga need a house an' big furniture with the leather 

I pick up the pen, I pick up the pace 

An' I used to be broke, I couldn't even pick up my face 

 

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But now, listen to the shit a nigga be doin' 

While you nigga's think that a nigga's career be ruined 

From smokin' an' drinkin', drinkin' an' smokin' 

An' I'ma try an' go platinum while you thinkin' an' hopin' 

 

Wishin' an' lookin', tryin' to do what I do 

An' if ya fuck with me, I'll shoot or I'll sue 

An' how you wanna handle business, I can get it like that 

An' sellin' work on the block, I used to get it like that 

 

But I had to back back an' open up my eyes 

When you runnin' in these streets, you might get a surprise 

Your friend could be a foe, your girl could be a hoe 

An' everybody think got your back, you don't know 

 

Doop been here before a nigga got rich 

So Doop right here when I ridin' in my 6 

My nigga Cease make beats for me everyday 

An' guess what? He don't never ask to get payed 

 

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My nigga Red keep it real, Hump got my back 

When I didn't have a car, Hump bought a Lac 

Now Hump bought a Jag an' I'm in it 

Runnin' through these hoes but my name ain't Emitt 

 

An' it's a fact, everybody smilin' ain't your friend 

Everybody with a grin contemplatin' on you, man 

An' it's a fact, you reap what you sow, better watch what you do 

'Cause you do it to somebody, they gon' do it to you 

 

It's a fact, your best friend will turn his back on ya 

Pull a gat on ya, even rat on ya 

An' it's a fact that most niggaz act like hoes 

It's a fact that most niggaz act like hoes 

 

Now who can you trust, who can you depend on? 

When you all broke, need money to lend on 

When you tryin'a ball an' your money been gone 

When you tryn'a put the down payment on 10 homes 

 

Will your nigga ride for you? Will your nigga bust? 

Will a nigga come an' get your ass out them cuffs? 

Will your nigga take you to the mall an' buy some clothes? 

Will your nigga ever put you first before them hoes? 

 

Will your nigga buy you drink an' smoke up the weed? 

Ride for your ass when niggaz shootin' down your street 

Come to your funeral an' tell a fuckin' story 

Think about them nuts that we took with no glory 

 

That category, the list, the rappin', the hoes 

The hoes an' the shows, it comes an' it goes 

De da, de da, de da 

 

Straight up, nigga, that's how I feel 

Know what I'm sayin'? 

Everybody needs to be ballin' nigga 

 

If you got a chain, nigga, your nigga need to have a chain 

If you got a cut, nigga, your nigga need a cut, nigga 

If you gotta hundred in your pocket 

Your nigga got at least have fifty, man, know what I'm sayin'? 

 

Niggaz get in the rap game forget about them niggaz 

Who helped 'em nigga, keep it real, nigga 

So that's why I don't wanna fuck with you new niggaz, man 

I ain't shootin' marbles with you niggaz, man, but y'all cool 

 

If it ain't suckafree don't fuck wit me 

'Cause I know you got your eyes on my luxury 

If you ain't suckafree don't fuck with me 

'Cause I know you got your eyes on my luxury 

 

An' it's a fact, everybody smilin' ain't your friend 

Everybody with a grin contemplatin' on you man 

An' it's a fact, you reap what you sow, better watch what you do 

'Cause you do it to somebody, they gon' do it to you 

 

It's a fact, your best friend will turn his back on ya 

Pull a gat on ya, even rat on ya 

An' it's a fact that most niggaz act like hoes 

It's a fact that most niggaz act like hoes 

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