Facts

[Intro]

Yeah

It's Dolph

PRE

Paper Route Empire

Ayy

[Verse 1]

I heard my dog got cancer, said a prayer for Boosie (Amen)

I can't wait 'til my boy come home, free my nigga Gucci (It's Gucci)

I took one for the team and blew us up like Weezy (Tunechi)

Made a half a milli' in the trenches bumpin' Jeezy (Snow)

A million dollars worth of cars, feel like I'm Baby, nigga (He)

Spend all this fuckin' money on ice like I'm crazy, nigga (Stunnaman)

I just left San Francisco, smokin' flavors with Berner, hah

Still'll work a bitch like I'm Ike Turner, hah, yeah

My city is to me like Toronto is to Drake

Shout out to Meek just 'cause I love to see young niggas get cake

Just ask around this motherfucker, I'm the Jigga in my city (Yeah)

I'm not sayin' they not good (Naw), I'm just sayin' I'm the realest

[Chorus]

Facts

Yeah, young nigga blessed (Dolph)

I feel like every day, God put me through a test (I swear)

Since I was seventeen, I ain't been able to get no rest (Damn)

Bill time comin' up and guess who pay the rent? Uh

[Verse 2]

Damn, man, I miss my grandma and my Uncle Vick (For real)

All these fuckin' chains on like I'm Slick Rick

I feel like Master P 'cause ain't nobody gave me shit (Nah)

Rozay told me, "Young nigga, make sure you get your paper" (Boss)

If we ain't beefin' 'bout no skrilla, then I'll see you later (Skrrt)

[Interlude]

Ayy, miss me with that fuck shit, man

We all about paper over here, let's go

[Verse 3]

When I'm in LA, I'm only smokin' on that platinum (Cookies)

When I'm in the Bay, I'm only smokin' on Gelato (Strong)

When I'm in the A, I'm flexin' hard, might go tomorrow (Turn up)

Smellin' like a pound of weed, just walked in Wells Fargo (It's Dolph)

And I fucked the manager last night and she swallowed (What?)

One thing 'bout me, I'm gon' stay fresh as fuck wherever I go (It's Dolph)

Two things 'bout me, them hoes gon' always go wherever I go (It's Dolph)

[Chorus]

Facts

Yeah, young nigga blessed

I feel like every day, God put me through a test

Since I was seventeen, I ain't been able to get no rest

Bill time comin' up and guess who pay the rent? Uh

[Outro]

Ayy, you already know what's up with me, man

We run shit

Paper Route Business

Daddy-O, what's poppin'?

I do what I want with this shit

Smoke one

Nobody gave me shit, man

You feel me?

You dig?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah