Gawvi - Non-Fiction lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, it's all fact no fiction It's my interpretation Wanna know how it went down? I'll tell ya Yo, Biz turn me up a little bit in the headphones man Yeah [Verse 1] Check it, uh I guess I take it back to graduation Got my degree but writin' songs was my fascination I got a job installin' cable then I got promoted Moved out my momma house but still this music was the motive Around this time I'm bumpin' Tunnel Rats and CMR But Lil' Jon was on the radio and on the charts I got creative took the money that I made And bought a beat machine now it's me and T-Dot up late And I volunteer at detention centers to be a leader I got these young dudes lovin' the way I eat the beat up I ain't wanna blow up just wanna give 'em Jesus Then Ben startin' up Reach Records was all I needed I hit the road on the weekends to do a show Ain't ask for money but they still gave a lil' dough Just a bunch of wild kids in the front row Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame, man I got to go" But I did it, and I was on a mission And little by little a couple of 'em would get it Was rappin' in the hood and folks broke down cryin' That's when I knew this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme [Hook] This is all fact, it's non-fiction You wanna hear the truth, pay attention And if I never got a mention Still do it for the love and the mission My interpretation Non fiction It's all fact, it's all fact, it's all fact It's non-fiction [Verse 2] Fast forward just a year later I done drop my first album and I'm feelin' like I made it Goin' all around the world tryna tell them 'bout the Savior (what else?) And I ain't trippin' we ain't really gettin' paper nah Nah, I'm about to marry me a lady I left my old job so I'm praying rap pay me I drop my next album Jesus Muzik kinda major I moved away to Memphis it was hot as the equator And gunshots every night'll make ya wake up Sleepin' on the floor hopin' you don't pick a stray up Soup campbell took me in and got my weight up Then I flew back to Cali started workin' on Rebel Uh, we had a feelin' it would be a problem It's like the Lord wrote the whole thing But at home I was havin' problems Married life was like a bad dream Now we fightin' every day My travel gettin' heavy two babies one baby momma I'm arrogant and self-righteous helpin' everybody but my wife [Hook] This is all fact, it's not fiction You wanna hear the truth, pay attention And if I never got a mention Still do it for the love and the mission My interpretation Non-fiction It's all fact, it's all fact, it's all fact It's non-fiction [Verse 3] I need a new place new grace new city new state Now we all headed to Atlanta I'm stressed out tryna lead Imma bleed myself burnin' out I can see the pattern I'm just writin' my pain over beats and I'm guessing Rehab was the outcome I wrote Background at the kitchen table, I thought it wouldn't make the album Shortly after I got a hold of Tim Keller's books, man I promise you it's like my whole life changed Andy Crouch wrote a book about culture-makin', and after that I had to make a slight change Ask the homies I ain't do it for the money man Nah, I made Church Clothes out of love And me and Street workin' day and night Wait a minute, now Gravity is blowin' up I won a Grammy, and I ain't even trippin' on it I got a mission that I'm fightin' for, I'm writin' songs tryin' to give ya substance Yeah, I'm writin' songs fightin' for ya soul We may run at a different pace but let's continue the race You runnin' yours, I'm runnin' mine I promise I left out a lot of details Well, Gawvi said I'm outta time