FACE
Yeah
I used to always just be infatuated with space
Look up and just imagine, you know
Maybe one day I can go there
Somewhere I ain't never been and
Get away from this horrible place and
Maybe make something of myself
I took it all to the face, took it all to the face I
Look, took it all to the face, took it all to the face
Look, how many times and I screaming out that a niggas trying
How many times did I tell you I'm good but know I'm lying
How many times am I troubled catching this world rhythm
Or better yet how many women can this curl get him
Side note I had bought the Impala
I had the two twelves in the back
I tinted the windows, but I never put the new shoes on it
And I still regret it till this day
I don't even think they gone get that
Look, how many times you gone really fuck up a good thing
How many times you say no attachments with hella strings
How many times you want me take you out and show you things
I'm to old to not recognize what this money brings
So it was the first time we was out in New York
Me and the homie, and it started snowing
So we had linked up with shorty and
She was supposed to come back to the telly
So she brought a friend, we switched rooms, next thing you
I was sixteen spent the whole weekend sitting in juvey
Twenty two reckless driving supposed to be a DUI
Twenty three graduated felony my mamas raided
I ain't been the same since a nigga had to face it
Ay Ay Ay Ay
I took it all to the face, took it all to the face I
Took it all to the face, took it all to the face
I used to always just be infatuated with space
Look up and just imagine, you know
Maybe one day I can go there
Somewhere I ain't never been and
Get away from this horrible place and
Maybe make something of myself
I took it all to the face, took it all to the face I
Look, took it all to the face, took it all to the face
Look, how many times and I screaming out that a niggas trying
How many times did I tell you I'm good but know I'm lying
How many times am I troubled catching this world rhythm
Or better yet how many women can this curl get him
Side note I had bought the Impala
I had the two twelves in the back
I tinted the windows, but I never put the new shoes on it
And I still regret it till this day
I don't even think they gone get that
Look, how many times you gone really fuck up a good thing
How many times you say no attachments with hella strings
How many times you want me take you out and show you things
I'm to old to not recognize what this money brings
So it was the first time we was out in New York
Me and the homie, and it started snowing
So we had linked up with shorty and
She was supposed to come back to the telly
So she brought a friend, we switched rooms, next thing you
I was sixteen spent the whole weekend sitting in juvey
Twenty two reckless driving supposed to be a DUI
Twenty three graduated felony my mamas raided
I ain't been the same since a nigga had to face it
Ay Ay Ay Ay
I took it all to the face, took it all to the face I
Took it all to the face, took it all to the face
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Writer(s): Christian Cooper
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