Dead Faces Lyrics

All my niggas ball 100 summers we be bag chasin

Bro crashed the Audi we was speeding like we drag racing

I know we bout to make it out you gotta have patience

All this drip up on my body yea my swag contagious

Pockets full of dead faces

They say they love you but be dead hating

My twist be hanging like some dreads shaking

Fuck her til da bed breaking

Cut the grass from all these heads snaking

I'm bout my money i'm a bread maker

Young nigga from westmoney he bout green and gold

Its no heart inside my body when i rock dis chrome

Don't be bluffin like you wit it gang be at ya dome

Everybody come around when they see that you on

This double cup i'm pouring wok right in the styrofoam

She be knowin all my songs i swear it turn me on

Survival of the fittest, so you better play yo cards right

Speaking on the gang i bet that boy gon live a hard life

Back in junior high you couldn't hide yeah it was on sight (Uhhh)

It don't get realer than me

And all the shit that i be sayin you could feel it in me

No i ain't scared of nun these niggas cause they bleed how i bleed

Fnb this shit for life no they don't breed how we breed

I fuck that nigga bitch n show what fnb really mean

They kno i'm hotter than a sauna taking off with my dreams

You get checked just like some nikes if you play wit da team

We been grinding everyday i hope we see them mansions

Bitches on my body, his girl think that i'm so handsome

Just because i rap don't mean that i won't go and blam some

We bout to make it out, oh you the man with all the plans huh

I got a drug addiction

I keep a smile in my face but i still need some healing

You don't know about this pain so don't say that you feel me

I know one day that me and gang we gonna see them millions

And if you dissin on the gang i send my F's to get ya