Painter Tony - Straight ot' da' Flatts "With Facts"

Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Let's go
Yea
I'm coming straight up out that Lafayette
Surprised that y'all ain't laughing yet
Yea
I lost it all and then I got it back
Yea
It's true I use to flip a quarter sack
Yea
Back in the quarters running plays quarter back in the flatts
Yea
In the flatts
Don't let this lil painting confuse you
I was really living that
Really living like that
I use ta get tha pounds and bring it back
Ta Lafayette then H town then bring it back
And ain't no glory inside tha trap
Them cops behind I was really on the map
I use ta cut my phone off they trace the
Apps
I did a painting for a bag and flipped the bag flipped it back
Was low key Loki but never braggin bout my bad
Was low key was never braggin bout my bag
Was low key was rarely in the mall fa tags
Was low key tha hood guns laser tag
Flip it up level up live it up
Flesh never satisfied
It never get enough feelings don't feel fill enough
I got my heart broke and picked a whole idol up
I lost my feelings in dealing my feelings revealing
For years wasn't feeling I'm glad I ain't killin
I coulda been killin bruh coulda been stealing bruh
Coulda been dead resulted ta kneelin bruh

I was living like Nineveh
Tryna be a lil Wayne for Nivea
Running through women baby let me touch
I cut my own heart tryna hit & cut

I never liked tha club
I never liked ta mug
Demons always starting stuff
Instigating in hot blood
I don't like the shoulder rubs
I don't like ta feel a nudge
I don't like ta fake my thug
If I'm seeing red it's up
My self control result ta guff
Ust ust yea bowel
Knock eem ot knock eem ot
Then I'm stuck stuck like chuck
Now his gang runnin up
Then the burners start ta bust
Do what you do do what you do
Everybody bleed it's true
Watch my shoes or izup
I never liked ta fight
Never
I never liked to fight
That's that spirit in the club
Afraid I'd kill and then I'd shrug
Afraid of conscience feeling bugged
My natural habitat it love
But I got caught up with the Thug thu thu thigga thugs
And I got caught up with the gun gat Gunna's
Y'all getting set up by dem money hungry dumb ga's
And talked too much on FaceTime
Now your times up
I'm glad I ain't get too deep into that lifestyle
You turn ta Jeffrey Omar in too deep
And think you God
I gotta snatch em from the gates
Because it's all facades
Read Jude One:23
You know this end with death or jail
So lil ones choose a side
I chose my side I chose the side of the living God

I was living like Nineveh
Tryna be a lil Wayne for Nivea
Running through women baby let me touch
I cut my own heart tryna hit & cut

Woe ta you ta any of you
That lead any of these lil ones astray

Written by:
Tony Richard

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