Nonfiction

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Cal Scruby - Rap

Nonfiction

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Duration: 2:59

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[Verse 1] You know you really fucked up bad when you told me I can't do it Sticks, stones, breakin' my bones, I play through it People tellin' me I got a way with the words I got away with killin' these motherfuckers, I'm Ray Lewis Play that line back, dissectin' that dime sack I got it from the block, it's diesel, it's prime Shaq I told you I ain't passin' that shit, I'm young Kobe I'll catch you off guard, on God I'm unholy The one and only, I'm a lot different Script flippin' John Grisham how I'm plot twistin' I'll pull the whole city out, I got the block listenin' I'll pull up with the titties out, I got the top missin' [Chorus] It's nonfiction True or false, read through it and it's all nonfiction True or false, I'm the truth, so it's all nonfiction Yeah, True or false, read through it and it's all nonfiction, yeah Ayy, I'm the truth, I'm the truth [Verse 2] I could buy it, but it's just a rental It's not a good investment Being bad with your money is being good at flexin' They always chasin' the bag, I guess they couldn't catch it They tryna be like me, but it's not a good impression I used to get on instrumentals just to get it out my mental I was handin' out my demos and they wouldn't check it They told me I'll never make it but now they get the message That's important information so I wouldn't text it They want to get a reply, they want screenshots But they won't get a response, not even three dots These cheap talk, no lyin' they throwin' cheap shots I had to cut some people off, I had to detox I keep talkin' in my head, I got deep thoughts On the steps where me and Navi did the beatbox Been old school like Reeboks with knee socks Corbett know I fuck 'em up when the beat drops I'm comin' back more level headed Sleep a little better off the edible devil lettuce I could do that fast rap shit, I could Eminem it But honestly I'm past that shit like I hit a limit Thanks for giving your opinion, I didn't ask for it I don't need your two cents I got the cash for it I don't think I'll make it to 40 let's fast forward I just couldn't stop smoking like I'm Flash Gordon [Chorus] This nonfiction, ayy True or false, read through it and it's all nonfiction, yeah True or false, I'm the truth, so it's all nonfiction, ayy True or false, read through it and it's all nonfiction, yeah Said, I'm the truth, I'm the truth [Outro] I got the recipe, cook it up Don't even add that shit, just leave that shit like that Just leave it like that I guess the album mixed anyway, so I'm just gon' leave it

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  • Cal Scruby