Facade

I know some people who wake up and feel like I need to go owe em' sum

Made about five, what I had on, them rick owens

Everything change when you know that you gettin' on

Patch on my jeans, yeah they ask where I get em' from

N***** ain't real they just tough when they get a gun

Get to that bag then you must put ya' homie on

Never no *** cause I never could change for nun

I know some n***** who screamin' "no handouts"

But beg for the most why the f*** would they criticize?

Make about two

Every morning im always on go and this s*** might just feel like a exercise

Everything change, ever since the bandemic