Double Faces

(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)
 Look around and I see double faces (yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 I can tell who real and who fakin' (yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 Look around and I see double faces
 And it's a window, I don't got no time for no sleep or vacations
 I'm steppin', I'm steppin', one step at the time don't care how long it take me
 I hop in the booth and get loose with the blunt, man you know that I face it
 My diamonds, they hit in the dark
 Like water this shit like a lake or somethin' (yeah, yeah)
 You hittin' my phone all the time for some money
 You think I'm the bank or somethin' (yeah, yeah)
 One day, I'll open a bank to a nigga
 Talkin' 'bout he was takin' some (no, no)
 Like a Beyblade, keep on spinnin'
 Talkin' to God for my sinnin'
 Everybody wanna be a critic now
 If it ain't broke, then don't fix it
 Workin' since I was a jit
 Now you see me in the mix, oh
 I guess this shit is legit
 Because everybody treatin' me different, woah
 I gotta ride with the tint
 Know that this shit'd get lit (Spider)
 Pass me the motherfuckin' spliff (rock, rock it so it get lit, woah)
 Then I hop off of the stage, then I go for my peeps, woah
 Sometimes I wish she just got what I'm tryna do
 But I can't trust her mind (nah)
 I don't wan' talk on the phone right now (to you)
 Gotta hit the decline
 Look around and I see double faces (yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 I cannot tell you who real and who fakin' (yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 (Look around and I)
 Been workin' since I was a jit (jit)
 Got lit and blew up like a blimp, woah
 I got my style with no stylist (drip)
 Now everyone bitin' my drip, woah
 I'm stayin' loaded like clips (frrt)
 'Cause it be hard to resist, woah
 They shot at my bro and they missed (pew-pew-pew-pew)
 Now we put him in a spliff, woah
 I'm private, my bitch is the baddest (bad)
 But don't nobody know about her
 Say you want smoke, send the address (yeah)
 And you might just get blown up out it
 I been rollin' every day of the week
 Found a new bitch, made her part of my fleet
 Pourin' the deuce in a Faygo at least
 Feelin' like Luke, I'm skywalkin' on beat
 Look around and I see double faces (yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 I cannot tell you who real and who fakin' (yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 Look around and I see double faces (yeah, oh, yeah)
 (Yeah, oh)
 I cannot tell you who real and who fakin' (Yeah, oh)
 (Yeah, oh)
 Look around and I see double faces