Faces

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Nigga I can't lie, shit changed.
 When I start countin' the faces
 Soon as I bust my face down
 All these niggas wanna hate me now
 Got bleu cheese in the safe now
 Diamonds outline my name now
 I done seen the worst outcomes
 Why a nigga ride around with my drum (Yeah, yeah)
 Why these niggas gotta envy me? (Tell me, why, though?)
 Is it 'cause I got them racks on me?
 Chanel's on the drip, double C
 Jewelry cold as the ice in my lean (Yeah, yeah)
 I was in the field, like Madden (Madden)
 Hopped off the porch, and I ain't know what happened (What happened)
 I can feel this codeine in my abdomen
 Now I got more money than I was fathomin'
 I was rich, went broke, and got a bag again
 I just wanna make sure I got enough saved for the kids
 I just wanna make sure my habits ain't affectin' the way I live
 I came up out the streets, nigga I can't lie that's how I live
 Shit changed
 When I start countin' the faces
 Soon as I bust my face down
 All these niggas wanna hate me now
 Got bleu cheese in the safe now
 Diamonds outline my name now
 I done seen the worst outcomes
 Why a nigga ride around with my drum (Yeah, yeah)
 

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Duration
01:49
Key
5
Tempo
158 BPM

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