Façade Lyrics

They don't know that I'm standing in this corner

Thinkin' bout suicide

I don't wanna put my face on a t-shirt

I just wanna fuckin' die

Everybody say this is a simulation

But I swear to God, I feel too alive

Thinkin' bout all the motherfuckers that I might hurt

If they find out that I didn't survive

Like sorry ma, I ain't mean to lose it

I be speakin' this evil right through the music

Just fuckin' kiddin', I just fuckin' do it

Can't forget bout the niggas who blew it

Niggas be stupid

Niggas be ridin' around town on some dumb shit

Always puttin' the little ones through it

I'm trynna get right

No bum shit

I'm a rich kid and you fucking knew it

I found out my life was a lie

The daddy that died, he never provided for you

That shit ain't make me feel right

I had to get right

I gotta do right by you

I had to switch up my life multiple times

Why did you tell me the truth

Fuck

I'm mad as fuck in the booth

Niggas want happiness too

I was okay

Nigga had good grades

What more could you ask for

I stayed out the way

I was gettin' paid

I ain't have nothin' to ask for

So

Why would you steal from the only legacy

That you put out in the world

You only had two things to take care of

Your kid and your girl

I gotta calm down

I'm gettin' upset

Baby girl, roll you a joint

And roll me a motherfuckin' spliff

I don't wanna feel nothin

I'm feelin' like my feelings ain't shit

Sit down, crisscross

Turn my brain to applesauce

Cause this life ain't

Wait, fuck that

I'm eatin' lamb chops

Cause I'm motherfuckin' rich

I'm coughin' on exotics

Like I'm motherfuckin' sick

I'm sippin' on this act

You know I'm tryna live

Cause I had to make up all the racks

That you never did

I ain't goin' out

Like no motherfuckin' bitch

Fuck you

I'm takin' over now

It's too early to quit

I'm throwin' a fit

I'm throwin' a temper tantrum now

Cause I'm still a jitt

I'm throwin' anything inside the pot

Cause no one taught me how to mix

They don't know that I'm standin' in this heat

Think about homicide

I don't want nobody's face on a t-shirt

I just want everyone to die

Everybody think this is a simulation

Boy I swear to God

You better be right

Think about all the mothers that I might hurt

If they find out that he didn't survive