REAL FACTS

I spit real facts while these niggas like to make it up the haze filled up a whole room when I would take a puff had to get it outta the streets my nigga it made me tough remember when the ogs spun blocks until they say enough kill your squad they will see the tomb if they facing us you must be tweeking just like smokey off that angel dust we'll get you robbed for that cash that you was saving up 313 we aint talking bout bball when we say we clutch you mad cuz we break bread and the bitches be chasing us ya baby mama know you a lame thats why she hang wit us the type to pull up on ya bros but dont pick ya baby up they used to look down on me dusty but now they say we up said my music lame then now im buzzin they say we tough nowadays its bout what you spending the presence aint enough didn't fuck with but now the fame and fortune changed it up 734 rip all of my meadow niggas that help raise me up I hate it how it take death for most niggas to stay in touch relationships dont last long too many people be breaking up I know its the higher power the reason im here and it cant be luck got them wondering how i take all these shots and i cant be drunk I gotta move around too much city In me i cant be stuck i have Been in to many fights and now i cant be struck