Face It
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Know all along we ain't thinking together
Thoughts mix my feelings my heart in a blender
Burning with passion cold hearted forever
You set me up and it's taunting my mental
Born all alone we can't all leave together
No feeling sorry when I leave for heaven
Say what you want it won't make the sh*t better
Show me some love while I'm here to receive it
Hurting so bad my heart broken to pieces
Negative thoughts on my mind ain't no peace
Nightmares all I see when I go to dreaming
Scaring me bad I see death in my sleep
Wake up relive the same image again
No one to talk to it's no one but me
Deal with myself play the cards in my hand
Deal to myself till I play out what's left
Dealing with sh*t that I never should have
No second thoughts if it came down to one
Don't second guess if you know what it was
Take me for granted and I'll take what was yours
Nervous he start sweating and it's breaking him out
Seeking the truth but he hiding his thoughts
Won't speak no facts cause he dishing out lies
3 Bullets later it's still on his mind
3 Minutes past still a waste of my time
Don't try to delete it I seen it it's fine
Add that sh*t up the same way the next time
Leaving him bleeding he died on arrival
Just a little thought to remember me by
He knowing that he looking death in the eyes
I told him don't move when he moved he got shot
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Can't run forever these problems hurt legs
I get to feel it every end the day
Asking me sh*t coming right to my face
You still tryna talk I got nothing to say
Smiling laughing a mug on my face
You friendly as f*ck like a child would be
Doubted and downed you ain't proudest of me
Blow up right now who around me to see
I put you first never second guessed sh*t
Never been spoiled just food in the fridge
Life it ain't perfect it is what is it
Twisted up my words you ain't listen to them
The devil he working he making his living
Baby less but care for a couple of children
I really wish they didn't make me like this
Giving out pain cause they gave me that sh*t
Heart full of love and they emptying it
You shot off now you got empty the clip
Sh*t popped off now you got popped in the mist
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Know all along we ain't thinking together
Thoughts mix my feelings my heart in a blender
Burning with passion cold hearted forever
You set me up and it's taunting my mental
Born all alone we can't all leave together
No feeling sorry when I leave for heaven
Say what you want it won't make the sh*t better
Show me some love while I'm here to receive it
Hurting so bad my heart broken to pieces
Negative thoughts on my mind ain't no peace
Nightmares all I see when I go to dreaming
Scaring me bad I see death in my sleep
Wake up relive the same image again
No one to talk to it's no one but me
Deal with myself play the cards in my hand
Deal to myself till I play out what's left
Dealing with sh*t that I never should have
No second thoughts if it came down to one
Don't second guess if you know what it was
Take me for granted and I'll take what was yours
Nervous he start sweating and it's breaking him out
Seeking the truth but he hiding his thoughts
Won't speak no facts cause he dishing out lies
3 Bullets later it's still on his mind
3 Minutes past still a waste of my time
Don't try to delete it I seen it it's fine
Add that sh*t up the same way the next time
Leaving him bleeding he died on arrival
Just a little thought to remember me by
He knowing that he looking death in the eyes
I told him don't move when he moved he got shot
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Can't run forever these problems hurt legs
I get to feel it every end the day
Asking me sh*t coming right to my face
You still tryna talk I got nothing to say
Smiling laughing a mug on my face
You friendly as f*ck like a child would be
Doubted and downed you ain't proudest of me
Blow up right now who around me to see
I put you first never second guessed sh*t
Never been spoiled just food in the fridge
Life it ain't perfect it is what is it
Twisted up my words you ain't listen to them
The devil he working he making his living
Baby less but care for a couple of children
I really wish they didn't make me like this
Giving out pain cause they gave me that sh*t
Heart full of love and they emptying it
You shot off now you got empty the clip
Sh*t popped off now you got popped in the mist
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
Won't run from things short my breathe getting chased
I won't run from pain I gotta just face it
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Writer(s): Uneek King
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