Custom - FACTS Lyrics

Thank you. Thank you
This next number is a new one I want to do for y'all
I call it Facts
Got fresh look in the mirror, grab my fob check the window
Coat pocket heavy, auto start up the Chevy
I ain't looking for smoke if we smoking, I'ma be ready
Haters jealous and petty, my hand quick and it's steady
I been thinking supplying, what the people demanding
Over promoting, planning, seemless follow the branding
Got my hand in that pot and it's not coming out
Empty my oops , try to tempt me, but I'm past that simply
Follow procedure, follow the leader
Puff on the reefer, take a breather for them henchmen
Come to see ya or a broad get you whacked out
Due to a blackout, back in the blocks with her back out
Thought you was jacked out, it's a cold game
Living these streets, gotta be cautious
Crazy's shooting at babys shits, making me nauseous
Everybody is bosses, never been in the office
Single, foul, in the line, steady looking in coffins
That's right, the message is still alive
The music is still alive
You are still alive
Where's your drive niggas, take action
Or action will continue to be taken against you
Dying in the street, by the hand of the law
Even ourselves
Food for thought, get a plate
Blessed is he who message the people
Sinner myself and self centered
Get your information, that past life revelation
Like a nation built of a faulty foundation, get it
Live it and spit it, keep it authentic
Rest up mama and Daryl give me a minute
Damn
Forever writing, deeper than night, senses be heightened
Gunfire, civilians ignoring the violence
Children fears for their safety, PTSD at it's finest
So what you adding or subtracting nigga, plus or minus
Break beats, a few beers, piano, words, jump on the track
Like who penned that
Half me, half channel, so high in the 90's
So many places, dead faces
Courts throwing out cases, inner city police races
Smoking them laces, graduation, cracking
Life syrups to pills, nothing's a void, even opioids
That's right, the message is still alive
The music is still alive
You, are still alive
Where's your drive niggas, take action
Or action will continue to be taken against you
Dying in the street, by the hand of the law
Even ourselves
Food for thought, get a plate
Get a plate