CHR15 - DON'T SKIP

Tired of all the cap, facts on facts on facts on facts
Facts on top of facts on facts
Tired of all the lies, yeah
Let's get it, uhh
I fell flat on my face, I'm still bumping, I'm still coming
Forest Gump with the bands my shit still running
Bank account on Cudi the way that shit humming, yeah
I know it's all lies, I know you don't really love me
You see the truth in my eyes when my nose runny
I see the truth in disguise, but sky's sunny
I did this on my own, you can't take nothin' from me
This is what you get from staying a kid, this is what you get if you did what I did
Wide screen, 60 inch, my vision is big
Niggas couldn't play their part so I'm flipping the script
This one for my lost relatives (RIP), I wish you were still, times were better then
My life's an open book, raw, unedited
Hard work pays, I can't leave without my settlement
Me myself and I, we in it 'til the very end
Been through hell and back, I don't wanna go again
Death was knocking at my door, couldn't let him in
Now I'm after the M's like the letter N
Cool nigga but I never had a letterman
I'm an underdog you will never understand
They counted me out but I'm on God's plan
Tables always turn, this is all God's plan
This is all God's plan
I'm tired of all the cap, this is facts on top of facts
Facts on top of facts
I'm tired of all the lies, tired of all the cap
These are all my truths, facts on top of facts
This is facts on top of facts, uh
Can I talk my shit again?
Mmmm, look
My brother Nino told me never stop
So I'm stomping on the gas, I'm headed to mars
Yeah lift off, Spacex, I'm about to launch
I'm so motherfucking high I could eat a star
Drought 3 shit, disc 1, disc 2,
That was my favorite shit back when I loved Crystal
Ipod classics days, I had issues
Niggas tried to clown me, 'cause I always wore big shoes
Big dog, I'm banging just like I used to
Big nuts and they're hanging just like they used to, yeah
I'm only here 'cause I chose to
I can't tell you why but I'm gonna show you
I gotta do this for my mom 'cause she need me
I gotta do this for my girl 'cause she need me
I gotta do this for the world 'cause it need me
But it's hard, no one said it would be easy
It's even harder knowing niggas don't believe in me
Why don't you believe in me?
I gotta do it on my own nigga, I had to write all of my wrongs nigga, yeah look
I had to do it on my own nigga, I had to write all of my wrongs nigga
I have to leave it in my songs nigga, I hate I ever did you wrong nigga
I hate you ever did me wrong nigga, uhh
I had to do it on my own nigga
I had to do it on my own nigga, I had to write all of my wrongs nigga, uhh
My idols losing it, I gotta step up to the plate now
I been hitting home runs ever since the playground
Only thing that made me stronger was my mental breakdown
Safe to say, ain't nobody safe now (Facts)
I gotta be a great now, I can't wait now
I grew up on the best rappers alive, I got shit to say now
Don't doubt me ever, I will make you eat your words
I'm walking to home base, I've never seen 3rd
If you say I ain't the 1 you niggas absurd
Put a condom on your ear and fuck what you heard
I'm in gtown right now with Gbaby Herb
Eating crepes, brainstorming on taking the world
It was all a dream, I used to cum on magazines
Jet beauty of the week nigga
My dad was the man of the house, I was 13
Next day I woke up, it was on me
It was on me
Next day I woke up, it was on me
It was on me
4 Minutes going off still, I gotta make it, and I know I will
The love's fake but the hate's real
That's okay 'cause I'm still here nigga (Facts on top of facts)
Poppin' off like I'm bubble wrap
I couldn't quit I had to double back, yeah damn
Dark clouds, I was under that
Okay see now this is where the thunder at
I'm only here to weather the storm
Don't act like I don't got it, you see what I'm on
I need 100 thousands dollar for me to perform
If you can't run me that then niggas ain't going
I'm the chosen 1 I knew it the day I was born
Don't come in my lane baby what is you doing
Baby what is you doing
Don't come in my lane baby what is you doing
I'm back to having fun with it, my life hit like McDonald's sprite (Ba da ba ba ba)
I'm loving it
When I break the door down then I'm rushing in
I ain't see the light in the tunnel 'til I got tunnel vision
Now I'm going, all the way long
I just passed the end zone
I just passed the end zone
Now I'm going, all the way long
I just passed the end zone
Touch down
Ahuhhh
It's just me, mmm yeah
For real, for real
For real, for real, mmm
Ahuhhh
For real, for real
For real, for real, ahhmmmahhh
Chris 15, 15, Chris whatever the fuck you wanna call me
And I gotta talk my shit
'Cause niggas don't seem to understand when a nigga stay quiet, nigga
Niggas poke fun at you
They keep fucking poking you 'til you fucking explode nigga and this is that nigga
I swear to God this is that
You gon' have to run this shit back a couple times
'Cause I'm back talking my shit again, they got me back hot nigga
For real, for real
For real, for real
For real, for real
For real, for real
And they fucked up giving me this mother fucking autotune nigga
I swear to God I'm about to go crazy nigga
For real, for real
For real, for real
This all the fuck I ever wanted nigga, and I got this shit in the palm of my hands
RIP Steve Jobs, for real, for real

Written by:
RYAN DALEY

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