Bryttain - Speakin Facts

I got my
Every time i
No complaining
Just speaking facts

I got my back, I got my back
Every time I slack, I pick up the slack
No complaining, just speaking facts
Cold, Hungry nights, so I stack
Nobody watch my back like Watch got my back
No complaining, just speaking facts

I got my back, I got my back
Every time I slack, I pick up the slack
No complaining, just speaking facts
Hungry cold nights, so I stack
Nobody watch my back like I got my back
No complaining, just speaking facts

Hardship, hardship comes with some hard ship
Color of my skin is brown, on my back remains a target
Kicked when I was down, stepped on like a carpet
Hard for me to break or fold, enemies seem to forfeit
Hustle came from watching my mother struggle
I know how it feels to not have much, yet I stay humble
Sold a few bags, When my stomach started to rumble
Come in between how I eat, better get ready to rumble
Got People who will kill for me
Friends who only keep it real with me
My skin is thicker than others,
So they peal on me
Light shinning, Want my spot, back turned back out the steal on me
Return of the Mac, ain't no concealing me

I got my back, I got my back
Every time I slack, I pick up the slack
No complaining, just speaking facts
Cold Hungry nights, so I stack
Nobody watch my back like I watch my back
No complaining, just speaking facts
I got my back, I got my back
Every time I slack, I pick up the slack
No complaining, just speaking facts
Hungry cold nights, so I stack
Nobody watch my back like I gotta my back
No complaining, just speaking facts

Some fall outs are best, learned from past lessons
Helped certain people, nearly missed out on my blessings
Notice the shade, friends who loyalty I gotta question
Others around me everything but loyalty I gotta question
Boyz in the hood will do you dirty like Ricky
Try to kill you over power then go ghost ask 50
Making money like Mitch, trying to be paid in full
Cold like ice, kidnap the one you love and mail you a pinky
Times like this I wish raindrops would fall
If heaven had a phone, so much people to call
Screaming free my homies till they
Til they
Free them all
Going harder than golden state even when the is seasons off
True the game when the TVs turned off

I got my back, I got my back
Every time I slack, I pick up the slack
No complaining, just speaking facts
Cold Hungry nights, so I stack
Nobody watch my back like I watch my back
No complaining, just speaking facts

Back in the days we use to wait for clubs to let us in
Now when we pull up, clubs making sure they let me in
Got people that will commit a crime for me no matter what the sentence is
All about my action no matter what ya sentence is

Shine on me, let the sun shine on me
(I got my back)
(I pick up the slack)
Lord I ask you to continue to keep an eye on me
(Just speaking facts)
To the point were you trying to spy on me
(I Got my back)

I got my back
Pick up the slack
Slack

Let the sun shine on me
Let the sun shine on me

Written by:
Brittany Allen

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