Kenny Mason - FACTS Lyrics

(COUPE)

Temperature rising up
Ten in the mornin', time to roll
I'm tempted to tell you the truth, but the timing wrong, huh
I make the money with mind control
It's all in my control
Tellin' lil' shawty to focus on breathin'
She can't keep that high controlled

Why would I tell you how I been doin'?
You already know how I'm doin'
You really wan' know how I do it
If I show you, I know you'd abuse it
My homie said you got a foot in two different worlds
You know you confuse 'em
At first, it might cause some confusion
That's how you know that you startin' a movement
I would come down to the sun in Atlanta for summers, I run with that hammer, yeah
Runnin' with scammers, tellin' my mama the bundles of money were random
Up and then stand up, my niggas ain't none f*ck with, they uppin' off camera, huh
Some of us turned into artists
Some of us just had to manage, yeah
Me? I been on the road for days, convincin' the twenty year-olds to rage
As a way to control their anger
Bitch, I was made to control the space
Don't call me the G.O.A.T., they say that to every nigga
Call me the pegasus
Ain't nothin' as rare as this
I had to train my whole life to prepare for this

Yeah, yeah
All facts
Matter fact, bring it back
In a two-tone, black and black
If the roof gone, push it back, huh, huh
Push it back, huh
Push it back
I got two phones
Hit me back
I got two phones
Hit me back
I got a new phone
Hit me back, huh

Temperature rising up
Ten in the mornin', time to roll
I'm tempted to tell you the truth, but the timing wrong, huh
I make the money with mind control
It's all in my control
Tellin' lil' shawty to focus she breathin'
She can't keep that high controlled

Why would I tell you when I can show it?
Came in this bitch fully loaded
It should be noted, huh
Don't mention nothin' specifically, it should be coded
They tried to hold it
They tried to keep it a mystery, it was decoded
I flipped the script like I'm servin' them pills
I took the script and rewrote it
Shawty a real deal cowgirl
Say she wan' ride 'til the mornin'
Then once again in the mornin'
Sendin' mixed signals, Commissioner Gordon
My partner was sayin' that breakin' in Porsches was sort of like breakin' in horses
Don't let the law get in your way
Gettin' the way is what make it euphoric

Yeah, yeah
All facts
Matter fact, bring it back
In a two-tone, black and black
If the roof gone, push it back, huh, huh
Push it back, huh
Push it back
I got two phones
Hit me back
I got two phones
Hit me back
I got a new phone
Hit me back, huh

Temperature rising up
Ten in the mornin', time to roll (shawty a real deal)
I'm tempted to tell you the truth, but the timing wrong, huh (shawty a real deal)
I make the money with mind control
It's all in my control
Tellin' lil' shawty to focus on breathin' (woah)
She can't keep that high controlled