All Facts

(album: Hood 2 Hollywood - 2019)

(The following is a Will Hansford presentation)
Go
Haha, this shit too easy for me

All facts
I was young tryna make a pack
I was young watching for my back
Live a life where I cannot lack
Got snakes growing in my grass
Growing up, ain't no going back
Blowing up, how I do that?
Every day running through strapped
Everything coming too fast

Made my way to my location where you said I would never be
I said, "Look at my bright future," you was blind, you couldn't see
Watching BET on TV, said, "That could be me"
The feds got Spook, I'ma scream, "Free," 'til they let him free
I got boogers in my ear, bling-blaow, that's why I can't hear
I think my heart need repair
Fifty-fifty, but you ain't never share
In the hood, I'm stepping with some drillers
No [?], not even painkillers
Them young days, I [?]
Had to chill just for a better picture

All facts
I was young tryna make a pack
I was young watching for my back
Live a life where I cannot lack
Got snakes growing in my grass
Growing up, ain't no going back
Blowing up, how I do that?
Every day running through strapped
Everything coming too fast

But I make it all on my pace, ayy
Waiting on better days, ayy
Explaining stories in my way, ayy
Found a way to get paid, ayy
Smoove'L from the 44
Spinning blocks in a four-door
Running up, did we up score?
More doing this, let's tote

So I hit the block with my gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
This shotta collect for the studio
Want it big and better, do no average things
Tryna come back like a boomerang
But you messed up, didn't let me hang
I thought they had never feared God
I'm more scared 'cause I'm coming for everything
The club hot, or the trap lit
Wasn't whipping pots, still was hitting licks
I go get a dollar, make it backflip
Went from Levi's straight to Saks Fifth
"How you do it?" They be asking
I ain't A Boogie, this my accent
I'm from New York, from the 44
We be dumb in this, lights, cameras, action

All facts
I was young tryna make a pack
I was young watching for my back
Live a life where I cannot lack
Got snakes growing in my grass
Growing up, ain't no going back
Blowing up, how I do that?
Every day running through strapped
Everything coming too fast

But I make it all on my pace, ayy
Waiting on better days, ayy
Explaining stories in my way, ayy
Found a way to get paid, ayy
Smoove'L from the 44
Spinning blocks in a four-door
Running up, did we up score?
More doing this, let's tote

Went from guts and glory
This is troubled story
Golden cal like I'm robbing, hurry
With my rocket I ain't never worried
To the money I be in a hurry
Big .30 like I'm Stephen Curry
Live in Cali, I ain't got no worries
Nappy boy, I be moving sturdy