Facts - TSVI, Wallwork, Nico Lindsay

Mic specialist, find lyric and pick

Man like gyal dem between skinny and thick

With a natural or Brazilian weave

You can still hold wood when I’m gripping on hips

Not all day everyday ring phone

Bare silent tone cuh topic’s been rinsed

In, then you’re out, then another one’s in

This ain’t love, it’s comfort, don’t get the ting twist

Ignorance is bliss, life’s like a game

And you play with a split screen

Near vision in your one, seeking more funds

But can’t ever go and lipse greed

Downfalls begin, can’t look at them, aim up

Been a long way, now I’ve saved up

Come and see an experience saved up

Now that slot got a take up, trust me

And I’m speaking on facts

Things went funny, then I rolled on my jacks

Man weren’t close to breaking the door

They thought that I was, then I went and sat back

Ps went low and I made 'em back

Went low again, now I’m back here tryna stack

All angles, they attack, get in the way

End up flat on your spine

Mind won’t open before ignorance, good, better

Feeling on point, not sick with the wetter

In the cold with a sweater and a hoodie on top

Early teens with a pedal bike, out in the block

Many changes we all see, select what you’re on

We all thought different till you’re proved wrong

I move on, saying suck on the same old’s boring

Too many ideas storing, use 'em

Man ah come through nice

Come to your set, ginger beer with ice

Yo, yo, man ah come through nice

Come to your set, ginger beer with ice

Yo, man ah come through, man ah come through nice

Come to your set, ginger beer with ice

Man ah come through, man ah come through nice

Come to your set, ginger beer with ice

Trapped behind bars but I’ve never been cool

Don’t play games so I ain’t on calls

Ride on beats I can beef in court

gotta swing like jaws

Ain’t your flow so you won’t claim, course

When you wanna claim, bro, the truth game’s in force

Too much watching, not living the sauce

Not a dip with chips that we can afford

Hundreds of frauds keep selling 'em dreams

Never been selling to fiends

Probably hang with 'em, this life has never been seen

Likkle dry yout begging for cream

Jumping on bandwagons, slyly, you’re getting to me

Slyly, you’re getting to me

I don’t care when you chat that you’re better than me

Just say it better when stepping to me

I don’t care though, dem man are air, though

Get-along gang but not around here, though

When I touch mic, most fear though

Take a step back, now man feel that they’ve gone clear, though

I see your girl, true say, she’s a rebore

Never got a Barbie, man got a clear doll

I’m here, yo, dem man over there hear though

to make it clear, though, yo

I don’t care, dem man are air

Get-along gang but not around here

When I touch mic, most fear

Take a step back, now man feel that they’ve gone clear

Nah, bro,

Winter cold flows are snow-deep

Trapped behind bars a ten year

For duppying set-sets for no reas'

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

If you didn’t know

Get to know, init

Bubbly ting

If you’re not waved, you’re boring

Get lost, yeah?

Yeah