letra de non-fiction - yung zyrex
[hook]
they call me non-fiction cause i keep it real
it you try to run up you get fried like a meal
don’t play around, bullets gon’ sting like a eel
i’m a walking criminal but i don’t steal
i walk in the mall and these b-tches start screaming
new watch on my wrist and that b-tch started gleaming
got a smile on my face so they know that i’m scheming
cook these n-ggas up till they started steaming
i’ll slap a n-gga if he talking tough
i need some more money, i can’t get enough
he claiming he solid that n-ggas a bluff
i like f-cking b-tches, i don’t like to cuff
he tried to run up and he got his ass k!lled
ima split with the real when i touch me a mil
this choppa gone heat your body like a grill
this glock is gone make you spin like a wheel
[verse]
you flexing 200 out here looking broke
you said you start rapping you look sound a joke
you don’t want no cancer you don’t want the smoke
i rap about bullsh-t but n-gga i’m woke
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas i act like i know em
just made a few bands you know ima throw em
i start making money they say that i owe em
don’t speak on my name before i send foenem
got too many bands now my wallet can’t fold
you a snitching ass n-gga i heard that you told
talk down on the gang, like a blunt you get rolled
you a dirty ass n-gga you look like some mold
you put up a wall so we breaking right through
you diss on my name you get smoked like a jew
you’ll get your ass cooked if you diss on the crew
my ears keep popping you know that i flew
got too many bands so my pockets hang low
you can call me a baker cause i got the dough
shot a opp in the leg, why you walking so slow?
i start getting rich, got gucci my toes
i don’t care about b-tches, i just want the guala
i just f-cked a arab and she called me allah
i keep that 9 on me like igoudala
new drip on my chest, b-tch i stay with the water
[hook]
they call me non-fiction cause i keep it real
it you try to run up you get fried like a meal
don’t play around, bullets gon’ sting like a eel
i’m a walking criminal but i don’t steal
i walk in the mall and these b-tches start screaming
new watch on my wrist and that b-tch started gleaming
got a smile on my face so they know that i’m scheming
cook these n-ggas up till they started steaming
i’ll slap a n-gga if he talking tough
i need some more money, i can’t get enough
he claiming he solid that n-ggas a bluff
i like f-cking b-tches, i don’t like to cuff
he tried to run up and he got his ass k!lled
ima split with the real when i touch me a mil
this choppa gone heat your body like a grill
this glock is gone make you spin like a wheel
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