Sam Paulino (vocalist)
HANKNATIVE (vocalist)
Somba (producer)
Aidan Ostby (vocalist)
Swank (vocalist)
Juju (producer, vocalist)
Jared Fier (DJ, producer)
Facts
99 NEIGHBORS Lyrics
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All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff 'til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride
And I gave 'em more of the kid (Yeah)
Guess that the goals coincide
'Cause I'm live and the people is listenin' in
Like it's a vent, the smoke comin' out of the end of my lips
Like it's mouthwash, sour the scent
How I took all of this from basement to citywide town hall
Notice this, because the things I'm doing lately overhead
Of all these haters tryna call me overrated, go ahead
But you're insane with your last statement
I need everything and then some
Silver spoons and silver plated
And we don't talk no more, but it's cool
Since I took some time away
Was busy craftin' with the tools
Came from back outer space just to sauce up with my crew
Flyin' saucer with rotation
How I spin up off the juice, who is you
Check the math, bitch
College campus by the night
Then I'm back home
Little cash flow, I'm alright
Back to work bitch
I know my purpose up in this life
I got everything I need, I feel alright
She want designer things and I want the finer things, too
Tryna' slide off the in range
Diamonds my fangs, got gold on the same tooth
Vision on point with the aim, I think I figured the game, cool
Smashin' them out of the way, like this shit a GameCube
Carry over, I run the fella's like Ray Liotta
Run into a problem, we never get on the radio
Canopy and smoke, what I'm hopin' for
And I'm holdin' onto flame in case they notice
I'm colder than all them claimin' over
Kept up last month
Now the next check's lookin' tight
Family stressin'
I can't bless them 'till I'm right
So much hurt, bitch
And I'm not perfect, but I fight
'Till I drop I do my best to go provide
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff 'til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride
Let the facts speak
I ain't worked up
I'll be fine
Keep on workin
We'll be strapped in, 99
Sold out last show
Now I'm the asshole
But that's fine
Yeah that's fine
I'ma need a few
Before I strap in to the roller-coaster
Blessed that I feel so alive, wow
I do this shit for my team
I ain't really one for the VIP
But I still need court-side seats
On the road, we been workin'
'Cause talking is cheap, bro, step aside
'Bout to blast off, 'bout the action, we can ride
Left my last girl 'cause she would act up all the time
I want more now, 'cause we at war now
Organized
We outside
Tryna keep my head above water
But I drown in the drip
Swim in the pussy, I'm out for a dip
Out for revenge, you can't fuck wit' the kid (Ayy)
Sincerely, yours truly
I'm just tryna get everything I ever wanted
Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning
California king bed, switchin' my location on a Learjet
Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road
Two phones, never home, don't call, I'm on, that's all
Think I'm losin' control? Bitch, please leave me alone
Please
I don't wanna think about going broke again
I just gotta keep my head up, focusing
But I know it's all a test, I guess
I'ma keep it movin', let the facts do the rest
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff 'til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride
99 Neighbors's song "Facts" is an introspective look into the rapper's rise to fame, his struggles with relationships, and the pressures of success. The lyrical content explores themes of self-doubt, ambition, and perseverance, all while maintaining a confident demeanor. The rapper asserts that he won't change or be swayed by the opinions of others in his quest for success. He speaks of his desire for the finer things, like silver spoons and designer clothing, and acknowledges the difficult road that he has traveled to get where he is today.
The chorus, "Let the facts talk, all y'all extra clout aside/I've been next up, silver neck cuff 'til I die/Like what's next, bruh? I can chef y'all, appetize/I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride," is a declaration that the rapper will remain true to himself and his goals despite any criticism or naysayers.
Throughout the song, there are many references to the pressure and hard work that goes into becoming successful, such as the lyrics: "I'm just tryna get everything I ever wanted/Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning/California king bed, switchin' my location on a Learjet/Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road." These lyrics illustrate the sacrifices that he has made to achieve his dreams and how they come with both rewards and consequences.
Overall, "Facts" is a powerful and honest exploration of the journey to success, the struggles that come with it and the determination it takes to keep moving forward.
Line by Line Meaning
Let the facts talk
The truth speaks for itself
All y'all extra clout aside
Ignoring all the irrelevant talk and superficial fame
I've been next up
I've been on the rise, up and coming
Silver neck cuff 'til I die
I will always wear my signature silver necklace
Like what's next, bruh?
What's the next move?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I can cook up some great music and captivate my listeners
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride
I won't change my ways just because some people don't support me
They wanted more of the hits
The fans wanted more popular songs
And I gave 'em more of the kid (Yeah)
And I delivered more of my unique sound
Guess that the goals coincide
Their goals and my goals are aligned
'Cause I'm live and the people is listenin' in
I have a live performance and the audience is captivated
Like it's a vent, the smoke comin' out of the end of my lips
Like I'm releasing suppressed thoughts with every breath I take
Like it's mouthwash, sour the scent
Like there's negativity in the air but I freshen it up with my talent
How I took all of this from basement to citywide town hall
I started from the bottom and now I'm performing at major events
Notice this, because the things I'm doing lately overhead
Pay attention to my recent accomplishments and successes
Of all these haters tryna call me overrated, go ahead
Despite some critics saying I'm overhyped, I will continue to rise above them
But you're insane with your last statement
You're crazy if you think I'm not talented
I need everything and then some
I want to achieve more than what's expected
Silver spoons and silver plated
I want the best and most luxurious things in life
And we don't talk no more, but it's cool
I've distanced myself from some people, but it's fine
Since I took some time away
Since I took some time to focus on myself
Was busy craftin' with the tools
I was busy creating new music
Came from back outer space just to sauce up with my crew
I came back rejuvenated and ready to perform with my group
Flyin' saucer with rotation
I'm moving fast and smoothly through the music industry
How I spin up off the juice, who is you
I make great music effortlessly, who can do it like me?
Check the math, bitch
Do the calculations, see how successful I am
College campus by the night
I'm performing at universities during nighttime
Then I'm back home
After a performance, I go back to my usual life at home
Little cash flow, I'm alright
I don't have much money but I'm still doing fine
Back to work bitch
Back to making new music
I know my purpose up in this life
I know what I want to achieve in my career
I got everything I need, I feel alright
I have what I need to succeed and I'm content
She want designer things and I want the finer things, too
We all want the best things in life
Tryna' slide off the in range
Trying to upgrade our lifestyle
Diamonds my fangs, got gold on the same tooth
I have diamond teeth and wear gold jewelry
Vision on point with the aim, I think I figured the game, cool
I have a clear vision of what I want and how to succeed in the music industry
Smashin' them out of the way, like this shit a GameCube
Overcoming obstacles like it's a game
Carry over, I run the fella's like Ray Liotta
I continue to succeed and lead like Ray Liotta in Goodfellas
Run into a problem, we never get on the radio
We have difficulty getting airplay on mainstream radio
Canopy and smoke, what I'm hopin' for
A successful music career with a lot of fame and notoriety
And I'm holdin' onto flame in case they notice
I'm ready to showcase my talent more widely when given the opportunity
I'm colder than all them claimin' over
I'm better and more talented than those who think they're superior to me
Kept up last month
I had a good month of success
Now the next check's lookin' tight
But now I'm worried about my finances
Family stressin'
My family is struggling
I can't bless them 'till I'm right
I need to take care of myself and my career before I can help others
So much hurt, bitch
I'm dealing with a lot of emotional pain
And I'm not perfect, but I fight
I may have my flaws, but I keep striving for success
'Till I drop I do my best to go provide
I will keep working hard until I can provide for myself and my loved ones
Let the facts speak
Let the truth be told
I ain't worked up
I'm not stressed out
I'll be fine
I'll be okay
Keep on workin
I'll keep doing what I do best
We'll be strapped in, 99
We'll be ready to go with our music and our fans
Sold out last show
Our last performance was a success
Now I'm the asshole
But now people see me as arrogant and rude
But that's fine
But I don't really care what people think of me
I'ma need a few
I need some time to myself
Before I strap in to the roller-coaster
Before I continue my fast-paced lifestyle
Blessed that I feel so alive, wow
Grateful that I feel alive and happy
I do this shit for my team
I make music for my group and to support them
I ain't really one for the VIP
I'm not into flashy events and celebrity culture
But I still need court-side seats
But I still want to have good seats at important events
On the road, we been workin'
We've been constantly working while traveling
'Cause talking is cheap, bro, step aside
Talk is cheap, let's see some action and progress
'Bout to blast off, 'bout the action, we can ride
About to catapult into success, we can join in
Left my last girl 'cause she would act up all the time
I left my ex-girlfriend because she was always causing drama
I want more now, 'cause we at war now
I want to achieve more because it's a competitive industry
Organized
I have my career and my team organized and in order
We outside
We're always working and moving forward
Tryna keep my head above water
Trying to keep up with the demands of the music industry
But I drown in the drip
But I get consumed by the materialistic aspects of success
Swim in the pussy, I'm out for a dip
I engage in sexual relationships as a way to relax and unwind
Out for revenge, you can't fuck wit' the kid (Ayy)
I'm motivated by a desire for revenge and success, you can't bring me down
Sincerely, yours truly
Sincerely, me
I'm just tryna get everything I ever wanted
I'm working hard to achieve all my goals and dreams
Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning
My attractive partner is cooking breakfast for me
California king bed, switchin' my location on a Learjet
I sleep in a luxurious bed and travel in style
Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road
I'm performing in various cities while on tour
Two phones, never home, don't call, I'm on, that's all
I'm always working and focused on my career, don't try to reach me at home
Think I'm losin' control? Bitch, please leave me alone
Don't try to bring me down or interfere with my success
Please
Please stop bothering me
I don't wanna think about going broke again
I don't want to worry about financial issues again
I just gotta keep my head up, focusing
I need to remain optimistic and focused
But I know it's all a test, I guess
I know that all these struggles and successes are a part of a greater test of my abilities
I'ma keep it movin', let the facts do the rest
I will keep moving forward and let my success and talent speak for themselves
Writer(s): Caleb Hoh, Hank Collins, Jared Fier, Sam Paulino
Contributed by John P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@navneetsarsar
[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I’ve been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won’t change cause niggas iffy on they ri-ide, yeah
[Verse 1: HANKNATIVE]
They wanted more of the hits
And I gave ‘em more of the kid (Yeah)
Guess that the goals coincide
‘Cause I'm live and the people is listenin' in
Like it's a vent, the smoke comin' out of the end of my lips
Like it's mouthwash, sour the scent
How I took all of this from basement to citywide town hall
Notice this, because the things I'm doing lately overhead
Of all these haters tryna call me overrated, go ahead
But you're insane with your last statement
I need everything and then some
Silver spoons and silver plated
And we don’t talk no more, but it’s cool
Since I took some time away
Was busy craftin' with the tools
Came from back outer space just to sauce up with my crew
Flyin’ saucer with rotation
How I spin up off the juice, who is you
Check the math, bitch
College campus by the night
Then I'm back home
Little cash flow, I'm alright
Back to work bitch
I know my purpose up in this life
I got everything I need, I feel alri-ight, yeah
She want designer things and I want the finer things, too
Tryna' slide off the in range
Diamonds my fangs, got gold on the same tooth
Vision on point with the aim, I think I figured the game, cool
Smashin’ them out of the way, like this shit a GameCube
Carry over, I run the fella's like Ray Liotta
Run into a problem, we never get on the radio
Canopy and smoke, what I'm hopin' for
And I'm holdin' onto flame in case they notice
I'm colder than all them claimin' over
Kept up last month
Now the next check's lookin' tight
Family stressin'
I can't bless them ‘til I'm right
So much hurt, bitch
And I'm not perfect, but I fight
‘Til I drop I do my best to go provi-ide, yeah
[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ri-ide, yeah
[Bridge: Sam Paulino]
Let the facts speak
I ain't worked up, I'll be fine
Keep on workin
We'll be strapped in, 99
Sold out last show, now I'm the asshole
But that's fine
Yeah that's fine, ayy
[Verse 2: Sam Paulino]
I'ma need a few
Before I strap into this rollercoaster
Blessed that I feel so alive, wow
I do this shit for my team
I ain't really one for the VIP
But I still need court-side seats
On the road, we been workin'
'Cause talking is cheap, bro, step aside
'Bout to blast off, 'bout the action, we can ride
Left my last girl ‘cause she would act up all the time
I want more now, ‘cause we at war now
Organized, we outside
Tryna keep my head above water, ayy
But I drown in the drip
Swim in the pussy, I'm out for a dip
Out for revenge, you can't fuck wit' the kid (Ayy)
Sincerely, yours truly
I'm just tryna get everything I ever wanted
Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning
California king bed, switchin' my location on a Learjet
Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road
Two phones, never home, don't call, I'm on, that's all
Think I'm losin' control? Bitch, leave me alone
Please
I don't wanna think about going broke again
I just gotta keep my head up, focusin'
But I know it's all a test, I guess
I'ma keep it movin', let the facts do the rest, just
[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ri-ide, yeah
@user-js9ub9mn6c
{chorus: hanknative}
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I’ve been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til i die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won’t change cause niggas iffy on they ride
{verse 1: hanknative}
They wanted more of the hits
And i gave ‘em more of the kid (yeah)
Guess that the goals coincide
‘cause i'm live and the people is listenin' in
Like it's a vent, the smoke comin' out of the end of my lips
Like it's mouthwash, sour the scent
How i took all of this from basement to citywide town hall
Notice this, because the things i'm doing lately overhead
Of all these haters tryna call me overrated, go ahead
But you're insane with your last statement
I need everything and then some
Silver spoons and silver plated
And we don’t talk no more, but it’s cool
Since i took some time away
Was busy craftin' with the tools
Came from back outer space just to sauce up with my crew
Flyin’ saucer with rotation
How i spin up off the juice, who is you
Check the math, bitch
College campus by the night
Then i'm back home
Little cash flow, i'm alright
Back to work bitch
I know my purpose up in this life
I got everything i need, i feel alright
She want designer things and i want the finer things, too
Tryna' slide off the in range
Diamonds my fangs, got gold on the same tooth
Vision on point with the aim, i think i figured the game, cool
Smashin’ them out of the way, like this shit a gamecube
Carry over, i run the fella's like ray liotta
Run into a problem, we never get on the radio
Canopy and smoke, what i'm hopin' for
And i'm holdin' onto flame in case they notice
I'm colder than all them claimin' over
Kept up last month
Now the next check's lookin' tight
Family stressin'
I can't bless them ‘till i'm right
So much hurt, bitch
And i'm not perfect, but i fight
‘till i drop i do my best to go provide
{chorus: hanknative}
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til i die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride
{bridge: sam paulino}
Let the facts speak
I ain't worked up
I'll be fine
Keep on workin
We'll be strapped in, 99
Sold out last show
Now i'm the asshole
But that's fine
Yeah that's fine
{verse 2: sam paulino}
I'ma need a few
Before i strap in to the roller-coaster
Blessed that i feel so alive, wow
I do this shit for my team
I ain't really one for the vip
But i still need court-side seats
On the road, we been workin'
'cause talking is cheap, bro, step aside
'bout to blast off, 'bout the action, we can ride
Left my last girl ‘cause she would act up all the time
I want more now, ‘cause we at war now
Organized
We outside
Tryna keep my head above water
But i drown in the drip
Swim in the pussy, i'm out for a dip
Out for revenge, you can't fuck wit' the kid (ayy)
Sincerely, yours truly
I'm just tryna get everything i ever wanted
Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning
California king bed, switchin' my location on a learjet
Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road
Two phones, never home, don't call, i'm on, that's all
Think i'm losin' control? bitch, please leave me alone
Please
I don't wanna think about going broke again
I just gotta keep my head up, focusing
But i know it's all a test, i guess
I'ma keep it movin', let the facts do the rest
{chorus: hanknative}
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til i die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ride
@YaBbAGaMeS665
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I’ve been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won’t change cause niggas iffy on they ri-ide, yeah
[Verse 1: HANKNATIVE]
They wanted more of the hits
And I gave ‘em more of the kid (Yeah)
Guess that the goals coincide
‘Cause I'm live and the people is listenin' in
Like it's a vent, the smoke comin' out of the end of my lips
Like it's mouthwash, sour the scent
How I took all of this from basement to citywide town hall
Notice this, because the things I'm doing lately overhead
Of all these haters tryna call me overrated, go ahead
But you're insane with your last statement
I need everything and then some
Silver spoons and silver plated
And we don’t talk no more, but it’s cool
Since I took some time away
Was busy craftin' with the tools
Came from back outer space just to sauce up with my crew
Flyin’ saucer with rotation
How I spin up off the juice, who is you
Check the math, bitch
College campus by the night
Then I'm back home
Little cash flow, I'm alright
Back to work bitch
I know my purpose up in this life
I got everything I need, I feel alri-ight, yeah
She want designer things and I want the finer things, too
Tryna' slide off the in range
Diamonds my fangs, got gold on the same tooth
Vision on point with the aim, I think I figured the game, cool
Smashin’ them out of the way, like this shit a GameCube
Carry over, I run the fella's like Ray Liotta
Run into a problem, we never get on the radio
Canopy and smoke, what I'm hopin' for
And I'm holdin' onto flame in case they notice
I'm colder than all them claimin' over
Kept up last month
Now the next check's lookin' tight
Family stressin'
I can't bless them ‘til I'm right
So much hurt, bitch
And I'm not perfect, but I fight
‘Til I drop I do my best to go provi-ide, yeah
[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ri-ide, yeah
[Bridge: Sam Paulino]
Let the facts speak
I ain't worked up, I'll be fine
Keep on workin
We'll be strapped in, 99
Sold out last show, now I'm the asshole
But that's fine
Yeah that's fine, ayy
[Verse 2: Sam Paulino]
I'ma need a few
Before I strap into this rollercoaster
Blessed that I feel so alive, wow
I do this shit for my team
I ain't really one for the VIP
But I still need court-side seats
On the road, we been workin'
'Cause talking is cheap, bro, step aside
'Bout to blast off, 'bout the action, we can ride
Left my last girl ‘cause she would act up all the time
I want more now, ‘cause we at war now
Organized, we outside
Tryna keep my head above water, ayy
But I drown in the drip
Swim in the pussy, I'm out for a dip
Out for revenge, you can't fuck wit' the kid (Ayy)
Sincerely, yours truly
I'm just tryna get everything I ever wanted
Bad lil foreign, cookin' eggs in the morning
California king bed, switchin' my location on a Learjet
Hittin' every city, doin shows on the road
Two phones, never home, don't call, I'm on, that's all
Think I'm losin' control? Bitch, leave me alone
Please
I don't wanna think about going broke again
I just gotta keep my head up, focusin'
But I know it's all a test, I guess
I'ma keep it movin', let the facts do the rest, just
[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
Let the facts talk
All y'all extra clout aside
I've been next up
Silver neck cuff ‘til I die
Like what's next, bruh?
I can chef y'all, appetize
I won't change cause niggas iffy on they ri-ide, yeah
@lordilord2337
"Carry over, I run the fellas like ray liotta" flamesss
@Stvrk
you guys are up next, no cap.
love from Vancouver
@tiagodias2373
Why didnt this blow up, just found you trough spotify, this one is my favourite
@deecortezz313
Folks are uncultured as hell
@miguelmota199
@@deecortezz313 fr fr
@uselesscreature4117
Bro, this is one of my my daily essentials
I can't stop myself from listing it in loop, sometimes for straight 1/2 hr
This is underratedaf man <3
@archiegoddard5792
Been listening for about 2 years now and I always listen to this song before I go sleep it real hits when I'm high af love from uk
@hanknative9442
thank u so much - hanknative
@kashiensharpe9493
Found out about you guys this morning and I've been binge watching, binge listening 😫
@kashiensharpe9493
I had no idea I commented lol dang 1 year