See It In My Face

Yeah
Long nights up in da trap you gotta have a lot of patience
Know dat if my niggas ever opened up a pharmacy they'll have a lot of patients
Question where my dreams gone take me
Ima take this shit and go and make a lotta greatness
Never will I trust a soul if that boul not my brother
I know that the thots the fakest
Either way I'll take her down
I hit her from the back then make her get on top
Tell my niggas to be careful
Cus these niggas cracking safes up on the block
Think the block the NBA the way they say we handle when we got the rock
Think my shooters GPS the way they get the pin when niggas send the drop
Know I'm gettin to a bag
She smelling Chanel on me
Still got them drugs on me
Can't trust a nigga might tell on me
Flick off a bug on me
They faking love on me
Told you it's up you gone see
Don't talk in the net we gone meet
I told all my dawgs we gone eat
I stand on my word with my dawgs
Still gotta stand on the curb with my dawgs
Always talking bout what you heard you top fraud
Know you gone fold in that cell get knocked off
Playas gone cop on that line no eBay
"Glock make a nigga look fine" what she say
Mack make a nigga look stuck when we spray
Did all this shit on my own
Look easy

Yeah
Say she can see it in my face that I'm fucked up
I roll a backwood to the face and it's stuffed up
Tryn put them diamonds in the face need 'em crushed up
My ice crushed up

They bouta think it's a game
Man I'm just heating up
Clutch and it's gonna be a shootout
If you want yo life, better not beef with us
Keep ya heater tucked
Know she not talking 'bout sleep
She say she wanna sleep with us
You probably thought she was telling the truth
When she said she ain't never been wit us
I'm not the one for the cap
Say she get wet when I rap
Really I just want the money baby
Fuck all the rest gimme dat
See all the pain in my eyes
Know I never get fried but I had to relapse
Know I been going through trials
Say they wanna see me win but I know that it's cap
Young nigga on a roll
They don't wanna admit it but I got the code
Dirty but I'm looking clean
When a nigga pull up they know what I'm on
Niggas say they wanting smoke
And we gone leave em smoking know we bought the pole
And it's never been a question
Think we UPS drop off and then we go
Bitches hoes
Niggas hoes
I can't never trust a soul
Think I'm finna save her no
I just had to let her go
She gone tell me I'm the best
Really I know what's her goal
Shit be really just a test
Devil won't get in my soul
9.5 in the flesh
Gas on me
They thought I was Hess
She think I'm rich cause I got a lil bag on me
I get to the rest
I never flex (Naw) and I never stress
I'm on the grind everyday I won't rest
Seen so much pain I got pain in chest
Yeah

Yeah
Say she can see it in my face that I'm fucked up
I roll a backwood to the face and it's stuffed up
Tryn put them diamonds in the face need 'em crushed up
My ice crushed up



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Writer(s): Kent Williams
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