Factual (feat. Chaze Bankz)

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Low Keezy

Low Keezy is a musical artist known for his unique style of blending various genres such as hip-hop, trap, and R&B. With his distinct voice and catchy hooks, Low Keezy has gained popularity for his energetic and infectious music. He often incorporates personal experiences and storytelling into his lyrics, creating a relatable and engaging listening experience for his fans. more »

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I needed for my stacks to grow
So I stayed down in the trap with Os
I made it out I'm past the old
But I'm grinding till my casket close
The shit I speak is factual
The shit I speak is factual
I'm grinding till my casket close
And this shit I speak is factual
When I came home from the pen, I aint even have nothing
But I started hustling again, now I'm up on em stunting
And me I can't f*ck with no snitch, keep my business under covers
And it's only facts that I spit cuz I got to keep it a hundred
And nah I aint rapping for free, they got to send me a budget
And I aint fucking with you lame rappers boy you need to remember who run it
I count them stacks by the hundreds, I call the team for a huddle
I get the ball aint no fumble, I make the play aint no trouble
I flip the pack till it double, yeah I'm the plug but I'm humble
Me I done went through the struggle, I done felt pains from the hunger
I had to look at my Mama, I had to uphold her honor but still had to get us some money
I used to ride with my brother, we used to ride for each other
We used to ride on them suckas
We used to grind in the winter and we used to shine in summer
We stacking up raised the numbers, I'm getting ten for a bundle
And my vision on tunnel, and my hustle a hundred
I got muscle get tumbled, we gone bust ya no trouble
We gone rush ya get pummeled, all my troops on the double yeah
I needed for my stacks to grow
So I stayed down in the trap with Os
I made it out I'm past the old
But I'm grinding till my casket close
The shit I speak is factual
The shit I speak is factual
I'm grinding till my casket close
And this shit I speak is factual
Used to pay a dub for a gram of loud
Now I'm in tight the family now
Used to go to school in them hand me downs
Just trying to make my Granny proud
Then I hit the plug and he front a brick
Bought me a strap and a couple clips
Me and big bro started hitting licks
When he got locked I was sad as shit
Cuz I'm on my on again, playing the game and the goal is to win
I am not selling my soul, bag up the work and I'm trapping again
Strapped up with all automatics again, serving to all of them addicts again
Mama she pissed off, sad cuz she know that I'm at it again
I was the man of the house, making them plays practicing routes
Never had time for no tv, plastic was still on couch
Mama as never a slouch, did what she could a nigga could vouch
Couple mills in the bank account, buying some land and building a house
That's why I gotta go get it, grinding out till the casket close
Live and die by the hustle, I'm in the trap and I'm wrapping Os
Chasing Banks, stacking dough
Double AP watch the profit grow
Still in the trap with a lot to go
Everything facts don't copy bro
I needed for my stacks to grow
So I stayed down in the trap with Os
I made it out I'm past the old
But I'm grinding till my casket close
The shit I speak is factual
The shit I speak is factual
I'm grinding till my casket close
And this shit I speak is factual

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