Faces

Faces
This shit is dated like that good whisky you drink see faces
In so many places so why I feel alone in crowded places
These faces only come around when they need payment
Only come around when they need payment

A sinner a motherfucking rhyme killer
Nine millimeters of hard body inside with em
Globe on the sneakers, you stepping on my world
Who you to define the villain when your eyes curled
Got you shook, go

Days are shorter borderline quarter to when I write
Ways I could of been brought up in poor sections
The soils mine
When I pay homage or honors they're usually left with notes
Never take them for granted when they planted their seed in us
Keys been cut we eat it up like serving lunch from ashing blunts
The only bread that I brake is in the stu with empty faces
Eating good tonight because I sold the merch from shows
Drink it straight from the bowl
Nah homie look to your soul
Push the pedal to the floor know when to stop
Cause if the cops come hot you don't wanna be burnt out
Word of mouth like I'm spitting these syllables to account for all the drama
Whoever said that I'm not stupid smart then you're a gonna
Cause I'm writing at night It helps me fight for what I like
I got my rights like I've studied out my wrongs, yup
You acting like you've never seen a skeleton boy
Spitting the cleanest plus meanest of expertise
A new season of rhyme
Throw stones it's useless
Protect ya neck from nooses and motherfucking bitches too, yea
Puncture repair kit for my bruises
The devil did not make this work for idol hands yeah I'm a

A sinner a motherfucking rhyme killer
Nine millimeters of hard body inside with em
Globe on the sneakers, you stepping on my world
Who you to define the villain when your eyes curled
Go you shook, go

Dope bars yeah you're snorting up these lines
But you'll have to get higher to repost your phones died
Got no service out there for the lame who don't got it
Faces
Moderations looking like you choked
We got a problem for him and her
Your crowd looking thin but blurred
Only time tells when you gon hit the bottle clack then ya shit gets heard
Faces do not listen to these so called role models
Half of them spit sewer water
Have cold throttles why I live at night
Yea, yea, yea
Don't deal with the bullshit that you posting in the day
Alarm system keep at bay
In-security I am with these thoughts
Pay no property secure
My fail safes dead locked
You can't win to these faces
They body plagued with hatred debating on someone's pavement
As if it matters faded from all your conversations
I see faces and they digging they own damn grave
Ya built your coffin out of glass so go and lay in it aye