Facts (Explicit)

Facts (Explicit) - Young Dolph

Yeah it's Dolph

PRE Paper Route the Empire

Ayee

I heard my dawg got cancer said I prayed for Boosie

I can't wait 'till my boy come home free my n**ga Gucci

I took one for the team and blew us up like Weezy Tunechi

Made a half a milli in the trenches bumpin' Jeezy

A million dollars worth of cars feel like I'm baby n**ga

Spend all this f**king money on ice like I'm crazy n**ga

I just left San Francisco smokin' flavors with Berner

Still a work a b**ch like I'm Ike Turner

My city is to me like Toronto is to Drake

Shout out to Meek just cause I love to see young n**gas get cake

Just ask around this muthaf**ka I'm the Jigga in my city

I'm not sayin' they not good I'm just sayin' I'm the realest

Facts

Yeah young n**ga blessed

I feel like every day god put me through a test

Since I was 17 I ain't been able to get no rest

Bill time comin' up and guess who pay the rent

D**n man I miss my grandma and my uncle Vick

All these f**king chains on like I'm Slick Rick

I feel like Master P cause ain't nobody gave me sh*t

Rozay told me young n**ga make sure you get your paper

If we ain't beefin' bout no skrilla then I see you later

Aye miss me with that f**k sh*t man

We all about paper over here let's go

When I'm in LA I'm only smokin' on that platinum

When I'm in the Bay I'm only smokin' on gelato

When I'm in the A I'm flexin' hard might go tomorrow

Smellin' like a pound of w**d we just walked in Wells Fargo

And I f**ked the manager last night and she swallowed

One thang bout me I'm gon' stay fresh as f**k wherever I go

Two thangs bout me them h*es always go wherever I go

It's Dolph

Facts

Yeah young n**ga blessed

I feel like every day god put me through a test

Since I was 17 I ain't been able to get no rest

Bill time comin' up and guess who pay the rent uh