Fake Faces
A lot of a fake faces
Too many people showin' love to try and benefit from me
I pray to god remove my enemies
A lot of a fake faces
I got some demons I been fighting but I can't let 'em get the best of me (Yeah)
Soy un guerrero como Eladio, ando con la .22 llena de hollows pa mis enemies
Algunas veces yo me siento solo y le pregunto a papa dios mañana que va ser de mi
A lot of fake faces
I had to separate and realize they wanna see me stuck in all the same places
And only me myself and I
Could do the shit I wanna do I had to go get me some blue faces
Maldita sea los envidiosos que me quieren ver caer pero frontean k son amigos
And I done walked down the valley of death
But I'm a soldier I don't fear no evil
A lot of fake faces
I was taught to never bite the hand that feed you
Misery love company, you see through
(Yeah)
And I ain't ever try to be you
All I ever did was feed you, loyalty it run in my heart
Always 100 I be playin my part
Pero yo siento k no asen lo mismo por mi
Pero siento k no asen lo mismo por mi
(Yeah, yeah)
A lot of a fake faces
Too many people showin' love to try and benefit from me
I pray to god remove my enemies
A lot of a fake faces
I got some demons I been fighting but I can't let 'em get the best of me (Yeah)
Soy un guerrero como Eladio, ando con la .22 llena de hollows pa mis enemies
Algunas veces yo me siento solo y le pregunto a papa dios mañana que va ser de mi
A lot of a fake faces
Too many people showin' love to try and benefit from me
I pray to god remove my enemies
A lot of a fake faces
I got some demons I been fighting but I can't let 'em get the best of me (Yeah)
Soy un guerrero como Eladio, ando con la .22 llena de hollows pa mis enemies
Algunas veces yo me siento solo y le pregunto a papa dios mañana que va ser de mi
Son mucha la' cara falsa
Por eso e que to el mundo mio pero con distancia
Yo ando con la blicky encima por si te me espanta'
Me llueven la bendiciones a mucho no le encanta
Le pase mas que ustedes me busque
Sigan vacío ustedes creen que yo no se
Tengo el sazón la calle de esto tiene sed
Tamo' ganado y sin miedo a perder
Papá Dios dame paciencia
Dejen su dema y agan su diligencia
Y líbrame de una sentencia
Lo mío fue joseao en la calle, no de herencia
Se que le duele ver que yo toy bien que sin necesitarlo to mi' plane seme dien
Yo me vi roto y le llegue de quien e' quien
Toy con lo' puro mi mafioso son al cien
No cap
Yung jefe nigga hotboy mafia
Free Fred
Too many people showin' love to try and benefit from me
I pray to god remove my enemies
A lot of a fake faces
I got some demons I been fighting but I can't let 'em get the best of me (Yeah)
Soy un guerrero como Eladio, ando con la .22 llena de hollows pa mis enemies
Algunas veces yo me siento solo y le pregunto a papa dios mañana que va ser de mi
A lot of fake faces
I had to separate and realize they wanna see me stuck in all the same places
And only me myself and I
Could do the shit I wanna do I had to go get me some blue faces
Maldita sea los envidiosos que me quieren ver caer pero frontean k son amigos
And I done walked down the valley of death
But I'm a soldier I don't fear no evil
A lot of fake faces
I was taught to never bite the hand that feed you
Misery love company, you see through
(Yeah)
And I ain't ever try to be you
All I ever did was feed you, loyalty it run in my heart
Always 100 I be playin my part
Pero yo siento k no asen lo mismo por mi
Pero siento k no asen lo mismo por mi
(Yeah, yeah)
A lot of a fake faces
Too many people showin' love to try and benefit from me
I pray to god remove my enemies
A lot of a fake faces
I got some demons I been fighting but I can't let 'em get the best of me (Yeah)
Soy un guerrero como Eladio, ando con la .22 llena de hollows pa mis enemies
Algunas veces yo me siento solo y le pregunto a papa dios mañana que va ser de mi
A lot of a fake faces
Too many people showin' love to try and benefit from me
I pray to god remove my enemies
A lot of a fake faces
I got some demons I been fighting but I can't let 'em get the best of me (Yeah)
Soy un guerrero como Eladio, ando con la .22 llena de hollows pa mis enemies
Algunas veces yo me siento solo y le pregunto a papa dios mañana que va ser de mi
Son mucha la' cara falsa
Por eso e que to el mundo mio pero con distancia
Yo ando con la blicky encima por si te me espanta'
Me llueven la bendiciones a mucho no le encanta
Le pase mas que ustedes me busque
Sigan vacío ustedes creen que yo no se
Tengo el sazón la calle de esto tiene sed
Tamo' ganado y sin miedo a perder
Papá Dios dame paciencia
Dejen su dema y agan su diligencia
Y líbrame de una sentencia
Lo mío fue joseao en la calle, no de herencia
Se que le duele ver que yo toy bien que sin necesitarlo to mi' plane seme dien
Yo me vi roto y le llegue de quien e' quien
Toy con lo' puro mi mafioso son al cien
No cap
Yung jefe nigga hotboy mafia
Free Fred
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Burdie
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