New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
I see my chance I'ma take it
I'm so sick of being patient
Don't tell me that you love me, you ain't love me in the basement
I think I need me a new bitchhh I been looking for replacements
I don't do well with new faces
Bro gone caught cases
Can't eat so tasteless
From the city where they hate ya
Pop pop won't say shit
A-1's with the loose strings I been getting back to the basis
Old bitch on my lineeeeee cut her off like a razor
Niggaz know it's my timeeeee
I know you run it but I'm pacing
They only say that shit in private
Never say it when they see me
I know you niggaz ain't Stevie
I ain't really gotta wonder
Top Ramen on paper plates you don't really know the hunger
I broke the Lox like Yonkers
Do it all for my mama
Every check need a comma
I'm Mary J to the drama
I been racing with Karma
Waking up the monsters
I used to play all the games I don't play em no more
She used to hold me down
I was humble I was broke
They ain't wanna see me win stole a Dub on the road
Now I know I'm getting close
You only call me when it's halftime
This the last time
I post up with my girl now
This a bad time
Maybe you should stop that reckless shit it ain't effecting shit
Don't worry bout what I'm rolling up, that's just my medicine
I been fighting like an activist don't sip no Actavis
Girl why you so negative
You blocking blessings Bitch
I been smoking out the pack again I'm onto better shit
Sick of giving out the game for free you gotta pay for this
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
You on a tight rope
Currently killed by the king of the cold flow
She want me back
Get a delorean baby you stuck in the past
I'm on my pivot like Pippen
Shooting like Dirk I ain't missing
Did it my own
Got out my zone that was a perfect decision
Now I can see thru like every play and I know that you niggaz ain't blitzing
Now I know niggaz be purping and bitching I'm sick of the industry pimping
Now I know rapping is really is really like wrestling
If you get the belt then they don't ask a question
If you take L turn that shit to a lesson
How you gon grind if you stressing?
Yeah I ain't been feeling no pressure
I just been smoking on pressure
I keep the rubbers in dresser
I gotta fit you in schedule
Gotta get it out the mud got a niece and nephew
Gotta go around the world and make my city special
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
I see my chance I'ma take it
I'm so sick of being patient
Don't tell me that you love me, you ain't love me in the basement
I think I need me a new bitchhh I been looking for replacements
I don't do well with new faces
Bro gone caught cases
Can't eat so tasteless
From the city where they hate ya
Pop pop won't say shit
A-1's with the loose strings I been getting back to the basis
Old bitch on my lineeeeee cut her off like a razor
Niggaz know it's my timeeeee
I know you run it but I'm pacing
They only say that shit in private
Never say it when they see me
I know you niggaz ain't Stevie
I ain't really gotta wonder
Top Ramen on paper plates you don't really know the hunger
I broke the Lox like Yonkers
Do it all for my mama
Every check need a comma
I'm Mary J to the drama
I been racing with Karma
Waking up the monsters
I used to play all the games I don't play em no more
She used to hold me down
I was humble I was broke
They ain't wanna see me win stole a Dub on the road
Now I know I'm getting close
You only call me when it's halftime
This the last time
I post up with my girl now
This a bad time
Maybe you should stop that reckless shit it ain't effecting shit
Don't worry bout what I'm rolling up, that's just my medicine
I been fighting like an activist don't sip no Actavis
Girl why you so negative
You blocking blessings Bitch
I been smoking out the pack again I'm onto better shit
Sick of giving out the game for free you gotta pay for this
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
You on a tight rope
Currently killed by the king of the cold flow
She want me back
Get a delorean baby you stuck in the past
I'm on my pivot like Pippen
Shooting like Dirk I ain't missing
Did it my own
Got out my zone that was a perfect decision
Now I can see thru like every play and I know that you niggaz ain't blitzing
Now I know niggaz be purping and bitching I'm sick of the industry pimping
Now I know rapping is really is really like wrestling
If you get the belt then they don't ask a question
If you take L turn that shit to a lesson
How you gon grind if you stressing?
Yeah I ain't been feeling no pressure
I just been smoking on pressure
I keep the rubbers in dresser
I gotta fit you in schedule
Gotta get it out the mud got a niece and nephew
Gotta go around the world and make my city special
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
I don't do well with New Faces
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Writer(s): Chris Crooks
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