Текст песни
Yo, Face, With my nigga M9. We changing up the game, my nigga. Ten toes trapping we ain't lacking. The ting on my waist, try man shank him Mad ting, sad ting. If the boy drops, grab his shramps then buss It in the same spot. No face, no case, We don't name drop From D back to L Block get got. Beef, let shells drop. Trap them bed rocks, tryna be headstrong, More time my head's gone. Shit then paper than a stick then. Me and CBG rolled up like some hitmen. Two long blades, chef, then we bin them. "Yo, Face, where you been then?" Had to sit down for a bit, now I'm Back on the strip. Clear up the roads like Some bin men. What they're doing? Taking L's with affection. Some shit, man, the gang for attention. Tweet for a follow and still ain't got them A mention. Clip bang with intention. Throw it back, we used to tally up the Times we used to bally up. Running up, running down the road like hurry up. They show me love where was they when I Was banging up? On social, my banger tucked. Fresh home, I had to get my something 'cause Got caught up in a honey trap. Shells rock for some shell tops. Ends are getting hot, niggas bussing shots like Berbatov. In my dotty, I trust, Surrounded by bucks. Money in the dots that I lust. Run it back, we ain't running jack. Tick a box, where am I? Gone Still here on my ten toes trapping. Six on the creps you just stepped on. Ring the plug, get it stepped on If it's On, get wet, gone They just came up, My nigga, keep your chain tucked. I'm a changed man, money never changed us. Problems had to face up, still in the rain, Cuz Uh. M9. Show your scars, mate, I don't do heartache 'cause I know guys that I don't like but Just can't snake We used to roll heavy and I felt strong about it. Got penned the right time, you clocked there's Something wrong about it If a snake move, I get a gun around it blood around him, Should've thought enough about it Need heaven over Here, hell's like jail. All for this class A, I know I likely Fail But sorry, ma, I know I likely failed As a son, the second it declined me bail. I done tried and failed, caught that bird and Ride it well Aunties want me but you never Left my side as well I put my hands On my chest but there's nothing in it 'cause A man's heartless, but I could live another minute I don't need the hood, I'm good, I just Need the money in it Graveyard shift, ain't dead, I make a killing in it Flying through the Clouds, different time zone. Smoking Henny and that's how you know that I'm Zoned. I feel the love I crave every time That I'm home, so when I FaceTime, you know The people I phone You got hard airs, R's are hard to air My tools done did Damage that you can't repair Son, you can't be Scared, something that my father said I prolly Wouldn't let him go if my heart was there. You give a bitch beef, she went and got Crazy tat You paid your mum's rent, you made A woman pay you back I can't help but Wonder how long she suffered for a panty boy Who put a slag above his mother Don't hell or high me the force need niggas, Really terrifies me. I don't need a next man to come and Verify me Reality check, lotta niggas be selling man Dreams D-Road march then lean clap then speed. I've been in the trap all week with my Nigga Unknown. Masked up, that's the face unshown. Get blown like the story unfold Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. Take that back, take that back. Hold on, hold on, hold on. You see this? If you wanna hear part two, yeah, Listen up. It's coming.
FACE, M9 — Freestyle
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