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Nook10 - Factual Lyrics



Nook10 - Factual Lyrics




Why would i quit i just started nigga
I take da shots like i starter nigga
I move smarter den a Harvard nigga
Hold 13 like dat Harden nigga
Trap Jumpin like Jordan nigga
I dnt know a nigga more official, cleaner den a whistle
Riding wit a pistol, dnt let the graveyard be where hating get yu yea

Got it on me nigga yea
Riding wit it on me yea
I'm rapper boy i ain't a trapper but I'm charged up like a new adapter
Outta towners call this shit a slapper woah
Say he knew me but he cappin woah
F*ck opinions, speak factuals
Never put nun past a hoe
Turn ya back Dey creep on ya
Yeeen even got ya heat on ya
Nah yu stuck up Ina deep coma
Right before yu gotcha diploma
Nah ya mama can't keep sober
Ya lil brother having nightmares
No love, he don't fight fare
Lil brudda got jacked
Otha patna got wacked
Nah he can't make it back
Dey know where his daddy at

Everyone i know put all Dey problems me Ima run dat gas through the ground till it's on E
Yea, Dey know me, know wat I'm bout and who I'm coming wit
All my Day1's still call me by my government
Bitch I'm still outchea ona daily we ain't stunting shit
Why my team scoring while yo team be steady punting shit
Hunting shit, this dat new 23 dat jimmy butler shit
Just promise me dat u won't tell nobody if i cum in it

Never come in last, only acknowledge 1st place
Depending ona nigga, that's wen i made my first mistake
Just dropped my first tape, so ima go harder
I opened da pot... so don't go reaching in it
Don't come to da spot... and you know yo ass hot
Cheering like mascot, i quit f*cking wit em
If they bucking on my IG know I'm f*cking em
Yea la Harvey that's brudda know I'm stuck wit him
They hated bad when i had less, wit more money coming more stress
More demons, and more threats, new bank account and new address
Future ain't catch up to my past yet
Yu shoulda never went and got em
Canal stepping over blood, red bottoms
Got ona live, saw da lo, and went and got em
We at the top, da tippy la nigga
He red red, like trippiee la nigga
I'm ain't trusting no nigga, ima get to da nigga
He say wat i don't like i get me a nigga to get me a nigga

Why would i quit i just started nigga
I take da shots like i starter nigga
I move smarter den a Harvard nigga
Hold 13 like dat Harden nigga
Trap Jumpin like Jordan nigga
I dnt know a nigga more official, cleaner den a whistle
Riding wit a pistol, dnt let the graveyard be where hating get yu yea
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Why would i quit i just started nigga
I take da shots like i starter nigga
I move smarter den a Harvard nigga
Hold 13 like dat Harden nigga
Trap Jumpin like Jordan nigga
I dnt know a nigga more official, cleaner den a whistle
Riding wit a pistol, dnt let the graveyard be where hating get yu yea

Got it on me nigga yea
Riding wit it on me yea
I'm rapper boy i ain't a trapper but I'm charged up like a new adapter
Outta towners call this shit a slapper woah
Say he knew me but he cappin woah
F*ck opinions, speak factuals
Never put nun past a hoe
Turn ya back Dey creep on ya
Yeeen even got ya heat on ya
Nah yu stuck up Ina deep coma
Right before yu gotcha diploma
Nah ya mama can't keep sober
Ya lil brother having nightmares
No love, he don't fight fare
Lil brudda got jacked
Otha patna got wacked
Nah he can't make it back
Dey know where his daddy at

Everyone i know put all Dey problems me Ima run dat gas through the ground till it's on E
Yea, Dey know me, know wat I'm bout and who I'm coming wit
All my Day1's still call me by my government
Bitch I'm still outchea ona daily we ain't stunting shit
Why my team scoring while yo team be steady punting shit
Hunting shit, this dat new 23 dat jimmy butler shit
Just promise me dat u won't tell nobody if i cum in it

Never come in last, only acknowledge 1st place
Depending ona nigga, that's wen i made my first mistake
Just dropped my first tape, so ima go harder
I opened da pot... so don't go reaching in it
Don't come to da spot... and you know yo ass hot
Cheering like mascot, i quit f*cking wit em
If they bucking on my IG know I'm f*cking em
Yea la Harvey that's brudda know I'm stuck wit him
They hated bad when i had less, wit more money coming more stress
More demons, and more threats, new bank account and new address
Future ain't catch up to my past yet
Yu shoulda never went and got em
Canal stepping over blood, red bottoms
Got ona live, saw da lo, and went and got em
We at the top, da tippy la nigga
He red red, like trippiee la nigga
I'm ain't trusting no nigga, ima get to da nigga
He say wat i don't like i get me a nigga to get me a nigga

Why would i quit i just started nigga
I take da shots like i starter nigga
I move smarter den a Harvard nigga
Hold 13 like dat Harden nigga
Trap Jumpin like Jordan nigga
I dnt know a nigga more official, cleaner den a whistle
Riding wit a pistol, dnt let the graveyard be where hating get yu yea
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Writer: Bruce Murray Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Written by: Bruce Murray Jr.

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