Dom Corleo, Fimiguerrero - For a Fact lyrics

Listen, yo time wait's for no man so I
Got' stick to the program (Blah, blah)
I know for a fact there's a nigga at
Home right now sittin' down with no plans
(No plans)
No heart, bare lookin' for romance
I can't do that 'cause I
Hate when they phone, man
If it's not about P's, what
Else could you show, man?
(Man) I'm a man in this lonely world
Where nobody's tryna hold hands (Hold hands)
I walk on that stage, when I walk off
They pay me a fee (A fee, a fee, a fee)
Aye, my packs imported from Cali
The clothes that I'm wearing came
Straight through from Italy, huh
She wanna love me, but she know I cheat
(She know I cheat)
I'm sorry, I'm just like my dad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
This shit's in my genes

He put on the throwaway (yeah)
Hit her once, she got thrown away
Yeah, I'm rockin' the coldest chain
(The cold) known to sip on the coldest drank
(Sippin' on cold)
Into money and diamonds (Money)
I'm loving the muhfuckin' diamonds
(I'm loving the muhfuckin' diamonds)
VVS, yeah, it's timeless, yeah
Yeah, I'm loving the way that it's shining
(I'm loving the way it's shining)
Yeah, she put on the Tiffany chain
I took her to dinner, we took it away
(Took it away)
Yeah, I'm tellin' her she gotta leave
But he keep on sayin' that she wanna stay
(yeah, she wanna stay)
Yeah, I got a place to be (Hold up)
Yeah, you just get a taste of me (Hold up)
Yeah, keep up the pace with me (Keep it up)
You don't got a lot to say to me now (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, iced out, double cross on me now
(Iced up, double cross)
And I'm on a flight for the night, baby
Goin' I-N T now (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I tell her I told her I'ma
Hit you when I touch down, yeah
Told her, "Pull up on me
Come outside to the spot now"
Uh, yeah, right now (yeah)
Yeah, I'm bustin' it down, yeah
Oh, you fuck with me now? (Hey, yeah)
You loving it now? (You loving it now?)

Listen, yo time wait's for no man so I
Got' stick to the program (Blah, blah)
I know for a fact there's a nigga at
Home right now sittin' down with no plans
(No plans)
No heart, bare lookin' for romance
I can't do that 'cause I
Hate when they phone, man
If it's not about P's, what
Else could you show, man?
(Man) I'm a man in this lonely world
Where nobody's tryna hold hands (Hold hands)
I walk on that stage, when I walk off
They pay me a fee (A fee, a fee, a fee)
Aye, my packs imported from Cali
The clothes that I'm wearing came
Straight through from Italy, huh
She wanna love me, but she know I cheat
(She know I cheat)
I'm sorry, I'm just like my dad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
This shit's in my genes