Facts Only

[Intro] As I lay Here today I [Verse 1] I find it hard and I find some inspiration Why you hatin’? Fuck it, go in one these ones that hatin’ It’s nada, but shots and that real, cheaper than Izod My iPod, I'm rollin’ and bumpin’, pullin’ in Popeye’s That’s only chicken in me I’m fearin’ none of these robots I’m in the class with these Big Willie niggas and [?] The only difference between me and them is what’s in their wallet And I ain’t Wallace but damn I got some paragraphs A few stories could tell you, could make you cry or laugh You know the pitiful come-up days when we had no cash Got me thinking back earlier, damn we came through swag And we all feel like winners when we see [?] Go Kendrick, done told these niggas that this ain’t tennis Ain't no love for you zero-ass players, lose or win it That’s the bottom line rules, it’s on the news And we should line up more than on Saturday for some shoes As I wait impatiently on the daily for the new ruse It’s only new to you but my independence been cool Write it when they ain’t give us riders, the right to choose Ain’t that Wright brothers, I’m right brother, Carolina, the blues shit Humid today, still human today, you crazy B Heated ‘cause they all got defeated with their inaccuracy They was taking shots, just plotted inside the [?] Good or better, I bet you your cheddar, I’ll be a rap elite Still writing [?], sharp as a blade Sorry parlor, you can holler, whatever to the new slaves We throw shade and we feel accomplished Purchase ice just to stunt on each other, buy our honor Take a second my nigga, breathe out, throw in a comma Know it’s much to take when you wake from sleeping, deep in a coma Yeah, but I ain’t with that drama I’m only with this Drama Only rap from Jamla, coolie go fill up the comments That’s how you feel? Women can’t rap, you bumpin’ my shit I guess it’s all just a symbol like hieroglyphics That things change, I still love you the same And I’mma rep forever, that factor remains