Fact

Blood Diamonds

Flyin' on the trap

M3

Give me some lyrics

Ah, ah, ah, ah

I remember I ain't had nothing

I had to go get me some racks

I was hustling at the store

Tryna get me some cash

A month ago I was broke

I ain't never goin' back

In these streets, it ain't no joke

So you know I keep a strap

They wanna kill me 'cause I'm next to blow

You know I ain't goin' out like that

But I grind hard so you get where I'm at

I'ma blow 'bout that

Gave him my trust and I burned from it

I should've known better than that

I done bossed up

I ain't trippin' though

Just remember that

I done kept it real with you

You know I ain't lyin' that's a fact

I done rode for **** after they changed on me

And he know that's a fact

Kept it real with all my ****

And that's a fact

Say they fuck with you but really they don't

I got no love and it's time to get back

This for the ones who betrayed me

Say you with me but you hate me

I feel like you tryna snake me

Boy what the fuck is you thinkin'

On the block catching the banger

Get loaded just me and Lil' Ben

We had to run from the laws

We got away again

Grinding and stacking them N's

Want money, I don't want no friends

On the megabus by myself

With the pints in my bag

Lil' Ben, hello?

**** play around with that sack

So we loaded with them straps

Peppin' OG in the back

Floating around Park Forest

We tryna see where they at

Catch em', hit em' boom

Put his shit straight on the flat

I had a show, up in XO

You know I turned up bad

I was stuntin' with the cash

These **** know we ain't friends

They wanna kill me 'cause I'm next to blow

You know I ain't goin' out like that

But I grind hard so you get where I'm at

I'ma blow 'bout that

Gave him my trust and I burned from it

I should've known better than that

I done bossed up

I ain't trippin' though

Just remember that

I done kept it real with you

You know I ain't lyin' that's a fact

I done rode for **** after they changed on me

And he know that's a fact

Kept it real with all my ****

And that's a fact

Say they fuck with you but really they don't

I got no love and it's time to get back

I remember I ain't have nothing

I had to go get me some racks

I was hustling at the store

Tryna get me some cash

A month ago I was broke

I ain't never goin back

In these streets it ain't no joke

So you know I keep a strap