Filthy Gears – Facts Lyrics (feat. C Cane)

[Intro: C Cane]
Filthy
C Cane
Facts

[Verse 1: C Cane]
Dem man dere, they be chatting and bragging
About things they ain’t done, they love to talk crap
Dem man dere are dem man, dem man’s not my man
My man know dem man, they ain’t gang
Dem man are stressed, don’t know, don’t ramp
‘Cause the doubt will sprout if they ever try ramp
Dem man dere wanna stunt for the fans
But don’t give no Ps to their bros and their fams
Dem girls there be on the same course
But I’m lost cuh dem girls are nuttin’ but fu-fu
Dem girls there from the bottom of my heart ain’t nang
They’re shit and there’s nuttin’ they can doo-doo
Dem girls [?]
Can’t connect when I turn off my Wi-Fi bluetooth
We ain’t cut from the same cloth
Can’t par with me, well, don’t involve with me then, that’s cuckoo

[Chorus: C Cane]
Facts, that’s nuttin’ but facts
Spit nuttin’ but facts, don’t like them facts?
Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts
I spin man, that’s facts, I spin girl, that’s facts
That’s facts, that’s nuttin’ but facts
Spit nuttin’ but facts, don’t like them facts?
Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts
I spin man, that’s facts, I spin girl, that’s facts
Tell a man roll through with nuttin’ but facts
Tell a girl come through with nuttin’ but facts
I’ll light up the room with nuttin’ but facts
Tell a man that’s facts, tell a girl that’s facts
Six feet, never coming up short, that’s pure facts
Six feet, if you’re coming up short, that’s pure facts
See me? I roll through North, that’s all facts
Tell a man that’s facts, tell a girl that’s facts

[Verse 2: C Cane]
Dem dere chat about things they won’t have
Dem dere chat about things they will do
Dem dere chat about things they don’t have
Chat about lines but they can’t move a Q
Dem dere chat about haters they don’t have
Good youts tryna be a part of the crew
Dem dere funky, dem dere don’t bang
So they hate ’cause I get love from gyal and dudes
Too smooth like Bailey’s
Man are stunner like swagger that’s in the 80s
Ten-ten, no Benz, no Mercedes
When I jump on mic, these others, they rate me, rate me
Only right to bait me
My bars, no gym, forever weighty
Dem [?] against me
So they’re only overseas when they’re inna the Haitis

[Chorus: C Cane]
Facts, that’s nuttin’ but facts
Spit nuttin’ but facts, don’t like them facts?
Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts
I spin man, that’s facts, I spin girl, that’s facts
That’s facts, that’s nuttin’ but facts
Spit nuttin’ but facts, don’t like them facts?
Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts
I spin man, that’s facts, I spin girl, that’s facts
Tell a man roll through with nuttin’ but facts
Tell a girl come through with nuttin’ but facts
I’ll light up the room with nuttin’ but facts
Tell a man that’s facts, tell a girl that’s facts
Six feet, never coming up short, that’s pure facts
Six feet, if you’re coming up short, that’s pure facts
See me? I roll through North, that’s all facts
Tell a man that’s facts, tell a girl that’s facts

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